Jenna Ortega Imagines

Falling for someone you can't have- SMUT (PT 3)

⚠️SMUT WARNING⚠️

Jenna Pov-

Jenna walked confidently into the party, head held high as everyone stared at her. She strutted into the kitchen as people greeted her. There he was, Percy. Jenna embraced him warmly, tilting her head up slightly to peck his lips hello.

"Hello there," Percy brushed a strand of hair from her face, as he cupped her jawline. She smiled up at him, before kissing him again.

Jenna pulled away once more, before mentioning grabbing a drink. Jenna walked to the counter as her hand scrambled in search of strong alcohol.

"Georgie!" Jenna heard Hunter Doohan yell across the room next to the kitchen.

Georgie appeared in the door frame exposing the next room.

"Y/n's here! Go get your girl," Hunter jokingly announced.

Jenna felt her face drop at the words. His girl? When did this happen and why didn't you tell her?

Jenna rolled her eyes in anger, as she threw her head back, gulping down a large amount of strong alcohol.

Jenna moved towards Percy, perching herself under his arm and leaning against his body in comfort. You walked into the kitchen at that point, hand in hand with Georgie as he led you into the room.

Jenna didn't acknowledge your presence. She couldn't bear to see you holding George's hand.

"Hey," You across from Jenna.

She didn't turn to look at you, she just chugged down another sip. She couldn't understand why she felt the way she did. Was it because she was protective over your feelings and didn't want you getting hurt? Or, was it something else...?

"What did I do, Jenna?" You leaned against the counter, as Georgie was dragged away into another room.

"What?" Jenna played dumb.

"I've obviously done something," You decided to pour yourself a drink.

"No. Nothing." Jenna muttered, turning towards Percy. She gripped his face, pulling him into a heated kiss.

Y/N pov-

You glanced away quickly, leaving the kitchen. You parted people, attempting to leave Jenna as far away as possible.

You spent most of the night separate from each other. You danced and drank, letting go of every worry you had. As you moved your hips, a hand gripped onto you. You pressed into the person, grinding against them.

You turned around, bodies still pressed against each other. Georgie. He knew you liked Jenna, why was he doing this? He was the only one you've spoken to recently about your love for Jenna.

"Keep dancing, Y/n. Keep those eyes on me, okay?" George looked over your shoulder.

"Why?" You followed his instructions.

"You're being glared at right now."

You didn't need to turn, you knew who it was. You grinded close to Georgie, wrapping your arms around his neck and swinging your head back. Sweat began to appear, tension built and your breathing was becoming heavy.

"Georgie, Kiss me" You slipped your hands onto his cheeks.

He places his lips against yours in a passionate kiss. You bit gently onto his bottom lip, tugging slightly. His tongue slipped into your, causing you to moan quietly. You hadn't expected him to be such a good kisser.

Suddenly, your bodies were ripped apart as your arm was tugged backwards.

"Sorry, I have to talk to Y/n. It's important." You turned to see Jenna.