Imagines with Jenna Ortega

Pancakes

You were cleaning your apartment when someone knocked at your door. It was Sunday and it is your rest at work as a photographer. You have a nice salary and live perfectly in your apartment, but one thing is for sure is that many girls like you, not men.

You proceeded to your door and opened it as it reveals a short woman wearing big eyeglasses.

"Can I help you, miss?" You asked her.

"Are you Y/N Y/L/N?" She asked.

"Yeah. But I'm off today, so if you are here to hire me as your photographer, we can discuss it tomorrow." You smiled at her.

The woman takes off her dark glasses and reveals her chocolate-coloured eyes. "Do you recognize me?"

"I'm sorry ma'am, but I know my past clients very well, and I'm guessing you're not on my record book." You replied to her with confusion.

"Think again, tequila woman."

"W-What?... Excuse me, can you just state your business right now? I'm pretty busy as you can see." You showed your empty boxes at your doorway.

"Next time you're going to fuck someone, wear a condom." The woman pinned something on my chest as she enters my room.

You glanced at her stuff and you saw it was a Pregnancy Test, worse is that it is positive. "What is the meaning of this?"

"Obviously, you're my baby momma." She sat down on your couch.

What the fuck?

"Wait... No... You're the one who challenges me in the drinks! Hold on, I do remember that we have sex and I remembered that I didn't shoot it inside." You explained to her.

You are not ashamed that you are an intersexual being. It seems like it is a gift that ladies want, besides, you are gay as fuck.

"Jenna Ortega, nice meeting you, again." She stood up and took a step towards you. "I'm here not to discuss our regretful nights, I'm here to make sure that you'll take responsibility."

"Responsibility? Okay, I highly respect women, I do, but I disagree that that's mine." You told her.

Ms Ortega just looked at me in a disgrace. "What a shame. I thought women like you are more different from men. But you're just the same, dickhead." She slapped you and proceeded to your doorway.

"I want to let you know that I will keep this child. And I assure you, you're the last person I have sex with."

You sighed and it was your worst nightmare. It is overwhelming news. Never in your life dream or think to have a child, not even settle down with someone. But you're a kind and responsible woman. And accept that it is part of your fate now.

"Wait! Jenna!" You followed her in the corridor. She's looking deadly at you. "Sorry, and yeah you were right. I was being dickhead that night. I thought it was just a one-night stand but I left something that will burden you. I'm sorry." You were sincere to her.

"It's alright. And I know that it will ruin your career, that is why you can hold the obligation. I mean, I can do it on my own, it is my fault too." She said to you with a serious tone.

"No. I'll take my duty. I will help you to take care of the child."

"Thank you... I guess I underestimate you, Ms Y/L/N."

"Y/N. Call me Y/N."

"Okay, Y/N. Here's my address and my number. If I need some cravings, I'm expecting you to feed me." She gave me a piece of paper with writings on there.

"W-Why not... just stay here... at my place." You were shy as you asked her.

"Y/N, you're just going to help me raise our child, not live with you. Besides, I'm still an actress. I need to go to some places."

You felt embarrassed. "Yeah... of course! Sorry. I'll just wait for your call."

"See you around, baby momma." And she goes off now in the elevator as she wears her sunglasses.

You thought you already meant your soulmate. But things are not just your way. Guess you will be having a child with a famous actress, Jenna Ortega.

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A/N: wanna know if you like to continue it 😁