The Right Timing - Jenna Ortega X Female reader

THE ENCOUNTER

Quick Author Note before this chapter starts! I wanted to do a continuation of that night because I felt like a lot of things were left unsaid.

y/n POV.

After taking all the equipment back to my room and yet again spritzing my favorite perfume, I proceeded toward the 5th floor. The smell of popcorn filled my airways as the elevator pinged thus indicating I was where I needed to be. Once again with the black interior, they never miss. I darted for the popcorn stand to get a crunchy snack before I glue my eyes to Jenna Ortegas latest project. "one large popcorn, please" I politely informed the man. "you're going to need someone to share that with" a voice from behind me stated. Spinning on my heels I come face to face with non other than Percy. "well if it isn't the man with the nice hair" I smiled at him. "if it isn't the pretty journalist I had the pleasure of meeting today." he confidently replied, making me slightly uncomfortable. "it's on the house" the fellow selling the popcorn said. "are you sure? thank you so much" with that I grabbed my entertainment snack and headed for the theatre... before I was stopped. "y/n, hey, seriously though did you want to share that with me? id love to get to know you more" Percy questioned and put his hand on my arm with a slight aggression in his grip. Is this supposed to make me swoon over him? Gross. Over his shoulder I see Jenna heading for the same theatre I was about to enter, she had a sad look in her eyes. "hello" Percy snaps his fingers. God, no amount of aggression in his grip or demanding testosterone that oozes out of his body is going to make me even bat an eyelid. All I did was try to be friendly. "i'm over here" he demands. "right, sorry, um.. whilst I appreciate the compliment and the request, I don't share. have a good night though." i say with slight annoyance in my voice. Kill 'em with kindness though, even if you don't mean it.

I made my way to my seat and sat at the back so I could be the first one out of here. Ugh I just want to lay down these heels are fucking killing my feet. After a few minutes the show begins and I watched attentively, just as Jenna did with me earlier. I made sure to look out for the faceless people. About halfway through though.. my bladder felt like it was a water balloon ready to be popped.
I got up as quietly as I could and aimed for the restroom. "ah, sweet relief, there's nothing like it" my eyes began to water it felt that good. wait? shit.. did I really just say that out loud? "I know what you're thinking, and yes you really did just say that out loud." a voice I was becoming all too familiar with now spoke on the other side of the stall. Scrambling to finish my business I exit and began washing my hands.
"what's the rush?" she spoke again. I could see the beauty in the mirror behind me. "oh I .. uh, I" why the fuck am I stuttering? "cat got your tongue huh?" she laughed. "I should really get back, i'm missing your big performance" she began to walk towards me in the direction of the sink. "you could also watch it once it's out officially on Netflix." is the black veil bride suggesting I stay in the bathroom? she continues to wash her hands as I ponder on what exactly it was she was trying to say. "you can't figure me out if you keep asking questions inside your head when you're off the clock" she continued then grabbed a towel to dry her hands. "so what are you saying?" simple yet effective question to understand what she truly means. "i'm saying.. why don't I get to share your popcorn with you and we can see what else they're playing at this theatre" Suddenly I blurt out "what was with the sad eyes earlier?" she stood there for a moment before answering. "if you must know, I didn't like the way Percy was grasping your arm" jealous much? "in my defense... didn't know it was going to happen. I also declined" I said as I held my head high. She inches closer to me and put her hand on my arm, much softer than Percy did. I could feel the volts of electricity coursing through my body. Starting at my shoulder, Jenna danced her fingers down my arm until she held my held my hand lightly. "you also didn't know this was going to happen" she spoke almost in a whisper before kissing my cheek, then pulling away to look into my eyes. "Is Jenna Ortega hitting on me?" was all that managed to come out as I could feel a faint blush creep up on my cheeks. "I thought that was obvious by now. from the way I looked at you during our interview, the way I told you i'd hope to see you later. and now, here we are." she said with the upmost confidence, in the most respecting way. "here we are.." I spoke quietly. i felt tense. It's just myself and Jenna Ortega in this bathroom right now, at her premier? with a confession of some type of feelings? this is too much, i'm overwhelmed. I saw her face inch closer to mine until our noses were touching, she was going to go for it. Fuck. Abort. This is unprofessional and I know it. "I cant. Jenna, I cant. not right now." I rested my forehead against hers, but she was quick to step back. So I continued. "I want too. there's something about you that i'm drawn too and fuck do I just want to go for it. but I cant. it's unprofessional of me. i'm under strict instructions from my job and i'm at a really good place right now, I don't want to mess anything up." I spoke with sadness and frustration. I have completely blown it. "I get it. I still think you're cool though. maybe i'll see you around." she let go and walked out the door. the one that got away alright.