The Right Place - Jenna Ortega x Female Reader

THE GIFT

y/n POV

Well Paris, here I am. What a first chaotic week it has been, Leigh had me working overtime. Regardless if Jenna is here for media or not, there was so much for me to cover. I haven't even had time to wipe my own ass i've been stacked with work. It was Jenna's birthday in 2 days and I still hadn't reached out to her letting her know I was here, so I figured now would be the time.

To: Jenna

Hey. First of all, that picture you left in my purse was so sweet. Thank you for that, it's with me everywhere. Secondly, i'm out of London now and i'm so relieved, I feel like there's too much for me to even catch you up on.

From: Jenna

Hey stranger. Long time no talk, it took you long enough to find that haha. Where does Leigh have you based now? I'm in Paris with my mom, I needed a vacation after all the stress of filming. Maybe we can FaceTime and catch up?

To: Jenna

Funny you say that, i'm actually in Paris too. So, if you're not busy tomorrow.. maybe we could go to dinner?

From: Jenna

you're in Paris? Why didn't you tell me sooner? Absolutely let's do dinner, I actually have reservations tomorrow night for my mom and I, but i'm sure they won't mind if I add an extra :)

To: Jenna

i've been so busy with work, I have hardly been on my phone. doesn't mean I wasn't thinking of you though..
That sounds good, just let me know when and where, i'll be there :)

From: Jenna

i'll tell you the details tomorrow!

The smile spread across my face could not be wiped away if you tried.

*the next day*

Le Bristol treated me well. Classic Parisian feel to my room. Huge king bed with crisp white sheets and a pale blue floral patterned throw at the end. A small bench with the same pattern for me to sit and ponder as I take off my shoes. A nice bay window that allows the sunlight to stream through with floor to ceiling floral curtains and a big arm chair with a small table next to it so I can stare out the window and dream of the life I could have with Jenna.
Currently i'm sat in bed with a coffee as I am journaling the things i'm grateful for. My job, Jenna, my best friend, Jenna.. mind always ends up back on her. Can you blame me? I'm pulled out of my thoughts when the infuriating apple ring tone blares through my ears. Speaking of the angel..

"hello?... I don't know why I said that in question.. I know it's you, your called ID came up" I let out a giggle and put my coffee down and journal to the side. Now is the perfect time to stand and stare out the window. She chuckles on the other end of the line

"yep, it's me" I can imagine she is doing a thumbs up as she said that

"I just wanted to call and tell you the details for tonight"

she called instead of texting. my heart swelled at the thought.

"i'm staying at Le Bristol, so you could meet my mom and I here and we can all ride together to Cesar's restaurant"

Le Bristol? she's here? i'm starting to think this is fate. Instead of freaking out I reacted cool about it. We're friends, I had to be chill.

"okay cool, yeah that sounds good. i'll meet you there. what time?"

"dinner is at 7, but you could always meet us earlier, we were thinking of visiting the Eiffel Tower before hand"

"is 5:30 too early? id love to come with" mindlessly I was twirling my hair staring out the window envisioning what tonight would be like