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Stephanie's POV:
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[ a week later ]
The scent of rich,sweet,fruity yet sensual jasmine fills my senses as I spritz on some of my favorite perfume,it's so strong you can barely smell the light notes of mint that try to break through.
My eyeliner perfectly done,I never did such a strong wing liner than I did today.
It perfectly suited my chocolate colored eyes.
I didn't even bother applying eyeshadow today because like always,me and Yessenia are running late.
To the party,however like she likes to call this event a "business related party" since all of her colleagues from Fox Sports are going to be there.
I'm told there will be athletes at this party,with roughly 80-85% of the party guests being athletes of some kind.
So I might run into anyone from a baseball player all the way to a basketball player.
Parties like these are unpredictable,especially in my case where I have never been invited to these kind of parties before.
My lips adorned with the most natural lip color I could find,especially since Yessenia has stolen my favorite red lipstick once again..
A nice,burgundy-ish almost wine-like color is applied onto my lips and with nothing much left in my makeup routine,I have moved onto my clothing.
My hair secured in my pink silk bonnet,I did a silk press the night before and I didn't want it to get frizzy so fast.
I put on a black & white bodysuit that I saved for a night out,which today happens to be that night out for me.
It comes with matching gloves and I shove myself into my black Adidas.
I pull off the bonnet and brush my hair out,that's when I hear a knock at my bedroom door.
"Come in.." I say without taking my eyes off of the mirror.
My dark brown hair effortlessly slipping through the bristles of the hairbrush.
"We're late!" Yessenia exclaims as she rushes into my room.
She nearly falls on her face trying to slip on her heels on one foot and hopping on the other.
"Nice work captain obvious!" I say rolling my eyes playfully.
"So how am I supposed to explain to my boss why I'm late?" She asks me with her hands on her hips.
"Traffic. Simple.." I say after I place down the hairbrush after successfully styling my hair and grab my purse.
"I'm ready are you?" I ask her and she nods before rushing to grab her purse..

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[- 20 minutes later -  ]
We arrive at the party and it looks just like a regular club party.
Bartenders hustling their asses off to serve drinks fast as high ballers with big money come to drink,talk & dance...
Loud music is playing,the sound of Drake's "Sticky" blaring through the speakers.
My eardrums are not accustomed to the club scene apparently,I'm judging that by the growing pain that forms in my ear.
Yessenia glances over at me after introducing me to her boss,Mrs. Biggs.
"Thirsty yet?" She asks me.
"I'm good Senia" I say and she frowns.
"Steph! You've been my best friend since we were in diapers I think I would know when you feel uncomfortable...you need to loosen up a little!!-"
"Senia you don't have the tests I have to do on Monday I can't-"
"Steph! C'mon I invited you to this party because I wanna see you have some fun,I love you you know that but you cannot expect life to come to you if you stay behind a desk and writing your life away on tests,that let's face it doesn't affect whether we're going to be a sports journalist or not!" She says and I sigh.
In a weird way,she's right.
All I do is sacrifice my social and my now nonexistent romantic life,all because I wanna pass these classes..
You know what? Fuck it.
"Pass me a shot." I blurt out after a brief period of silence and Yessenia smiles.
"That's my girl!" She says and her boss signals the bartender over.
"Bring over some shots of Vodka,straight." Mrs. Briggs says and the bartender goes to fill up some shot glasses with Smirnoff Vodka (Strawberry Flavored).
After bringing the shots over,We all grab one  and I tilt my head back.
My head reminds me I have a very important test on Monday and I can't afford being hungover on Sunday when I'm supposed to be studying the test.
However Yessenia,my own personal devil on my shoulder reminds me I should take it easy for once on myself.
So I tilt the shot glass back and I swallow the sweet liquid quickly.
The slight burn in my throat grows and I grab another one,which follows into another shot.
By the 5th shot I'm starting to feel light on my feet and "Die For You" by The Weeknd starts playing in the club.
I drag myself to the middle of the dance floor and start dancing to the music.
Swaying my hips to the beat of the song,I start feeling two strong hands wrap themselves around my waist.
If I wasn't so buzzed I would've smacked the person behind me who's holding me without my consent,however when I'm drunk my flirty side comes out apparently...
I start running my fingers over the hands,feeling every detail of the hands.
They feel rough and strong.
They're strong enough to hold me in place with my ass now pressing against the person's body.
I stare in awe at the size difference between me and the hands that are holding my waist.
I turn around to see the face behind the hands.
My eyes nearly bulge out of my head when I see it's Travis Kelce,from the Kansas City Chiefs.
My favorite football team.
I want to fangirl but I'm so drunk that I feel myself start to slip into the flirty side I mentioned previously.
I stare into his eyes,this bold move of mine would never happen if I was sober.
He's too handsome for me to stare into his eyes like this,however since I'm tipsy...
I'm brave when I'm tipsy.
"My,my what is a beautiful girl like you doing out here on the dance floor alone? Hmm?" He says smirking.
His hands never leaving my waist.
"I'm here with a friend.." I say and he chuckles.
"Which one doll?" He asks me and the pet name "Doll" makes my knees buckle.
I'm holding back the urge to jump his bones and let him have his way with me.
He's been my biggest crush when it comes to sports,it's unbelievable I'm even seeing him this close to me.
He's talking to me & his fucking hands are holding my waist?!
A fangirl's dream.
"Yesenia Ramos,she's a intern for Fox Sports.." I say and I mentally slap myself.
I'm not jealous of Yesenia,it's just she's more "accessible" than me and what if he wants to advance towards her instead of me.
Wait why am I jealous of him being around her?
I'm acting crazy because of the liquor,I swear because I would never act like this sober..
"Oh nice..do you intern for them too?" He asks me.
"No. I'm a student at UCF..my college's not so far from here.." I say.
"A student huh?...how old are you?" He asks me.
"22. Graduating this fall..hopefully." I say biting my lip nervously.
"Oh ok,11 years might be a gap but at least you're legal.." he says licking his lips at me.
"Oh I'm sorry if I gave you the impression I was going to hook up with you..." I start and he raises a eyebrow at me.
"You have a boyfriend?" He asks me.
"No." I say.
"So why are you so worried?" He asks me.
"It's just...you athletes think any girl would want to hook up that fast with you. Not all of us wanna just fuck you know?" I say and he nods.
"I know that however I wasn't making any sexual advances princess and I am not like "all you athletes"..." he says.
Again another pet name that makes my knees buckle upon hearing.
But fuck,I messed up saying what I said now he probably thinks I hate athletes like him.
When it's not even about that...
"My apologies then..excuse me-" I say
"Wait-" I hear from behind me as I rush to the bathroom.
Ok it's time for me to sober up and find Yesenia.
There's no way I'm gonna stay here after that conversation with Travis Kelce,I'd rather hide in a hole from today on...
I splash water in my face and dry my face with some paper towel.
I step outside the bathroom and search the party for Yesenia.
I find her making out with Isiah Pacheco,another football player from the Kansas City Chiefs.
I roll my eyes in annoyance that once again she's left me alone,all because she's looking to get laid.
Feeling upset and knowing I have no way of leaving the party yet.
I decide to step outside and sit there in the meantime.
It's early spring in Florida,the weather is hot and humid enough for me to sit out here with no jacket.
I can only imagine the mosquitoes that are hiding and waiting for me to sit down so they can begin their nightly feast..
I sit down at the steps of the club.
I sigh loudly and cover my face with my hands.
My night is ruined once again...
I feel a tap on my shoulder and I look up to see Travis looking down at me.
"There you are,I was looking for you everywhere.." he says and sits down next to me.
He careful hands me a glass.
I look at him with a raised eyebrow.
"I promise it's not drugged if that's what you're worried about..it's only water." He says and I nod before grabbing it from his hand.
I down the water fast,my throat feeling better now that I'm fully hydrated with water and not alcohol.
"I regret drinking any liquor tonight..." I say grabbing the side of my head already as I feel the hangover starting to take effect.
"It's okay love,do you feel okay though?" He asks me.
His voice filled with concern which warms my heart a little.
"No but I'll be okay.." I say and he rushes back inside before coming back out with some cheese,crackers and salami slices.
"Travis Kelce did you just steal some stuff from the charcuterie board inside?" I ask him giggling.
"I mean you need to eat and they weren't even touching it" he says as he picks up a slice of salami and eats it in one bite.
Damn it should not be attractive watching him eat Salami,but here we are..
"It was no need Trav.." I say.
"Look,I know I look like the other guys in there and trust me sometimes I can be like them...but I'm NOTHING like them..like nothing at all!" He says.
"You're saying all this because?" I ask him.
"Well you're a pretty girl and I'll admit it,you bewitched me you little witch. I don't know how you did it,but the minute you stared into my eyes I felt something I never felt before.." he says.
"Trav are you the one drunk now?" I ask him giggling.
"Maybe but it's all true though" he says smiling big.
"It's cute that you're gushing to me like this.."
"You find me cute?" He asks me.
My face goes red.
"I didn't mean it like that-"
"I'm cute! You said that with your own words! You said me,Travis "KILLA" Kelce is cute!" He says smiling.
"Fine whatever,sit down cutie" I say and he smirks before sitting down.
"Wait so now since you called me cutie I have you call you something!" He says excitedly.
"My god,Travis you are a overgrown toddler aren't you?" I say and he sticks his tongue out at me.
"You sound like my mom now.." he says rolling his eyes playfully.
He sits closer to me and our knees touch.
"Oops-" i say.
He places his hand over my knee to rub it.
His hand goes from rubbing it softly to traveling up my leg.
"Travis-" I warn and he stops.
"I'm sorry,you just are so desirable...I can't help it..." he says.
"Well..how about this we be friends for now and see what happens from there?" I say to him.
Even though inside,my brain is saying "girl fuck him. Now" and I just wanna climb over his legs and just straddle him-
"I like the idea" he says smirking.
"Can't promise that I won't fall madly in love with you though..." he adds.
"Deal,cutie" I say winking at him.
I don't know where all of this boldness came from,but I'm starting to like it if it means I'm one step closer to be being Travis Kelce's girlfriend...
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Hi everyone,it's Reina here!
I introduce you all to "Interception",a NFL fanfiction about the man who stole my heart Super Bowl Sunday.
Travis Kelce aka #87 ❤️ from The Kansas City Chiefs Football Team.
I can't wait for you all to read this book,I'm really proud of it and excited to introduce new characters that are so exciting for this series.
Peace & Love Always💜
-Reina☁️🌿✨🦋🍂🍁💕🧿