Eyes Don't Lie ✩ Jenna Ortega (G!P)

VII

| Y/N's POV |

"SHIT!" Jenna screamed when she exited her trailer — expecting to be done for the day — but I filled the cast in on my plan to douse her in water with buckets filled with them. They, of course, wanted to help because it would be funny. And it is.

I laughed loudly as I dropped my bucket, seeing Jenna standing in the parking lot surrounded by us soaked in water was a funny sight. "Oh ha ha." Jenna smiled with a sarcastic tone, rolling her eyes as she pushed her hair back. Devyn high fived me before I turned my attention towards the actress.

"Hey, you look a little wet." I teased, giving Jenna a smirk that she happily returned.

"Want a hug?" She tilted her head as she tried to step towards me and hug me. I yelped as I ducked behind Mason who moved out the way — not wanting to be wet — I continued to run with Jenna close behind me. I finally stopped when I was out of breath and turned around to face the Ortega girl.

"Truce?" I held my hand out, my eyes didn't fail to notice the way her hard nipples stood up under the wet fabric of her skintight shirt. Shit, I didn't even realize she was wearing a compression shirt.

"Truce." Jenna shook my hand right after shaking her head, her hair flinging around as specks of water flung around on me. I giggled as I tried to block myself — my hand was still in hers as we shook on it. "Help me dry off, please." She guided me back to her trailer where our friends gave us all smiles as they gathered the buckets up from the ground. I entered Jenna's trailer and followed her as she began to strip out of her clothes.

My first instinct of course was to turn around and cover my eyes. I could hear the girl laughing softly from behind me before I felt two hands grabbing mine and pulling them down from my eyes. There stood Jenna in just a sports bra and boxers. "You can look, it won't kill you." She teased with a reassuring smile. "I'm comfortable, don't worry." She soon added and moved away from me to grab clothes while tossing her wet ones in the bathtub of her bathroom.

"T-That was my payback by the way." I clarified as I cleared my throat, talking about when we dumped water on her. Jenna's laughter filled my ears as she pulled a brand new compression shirt over her body; it hugged her chest, biceps, and abs in all the right places. Jesus. The other one she was wearing was grey but black looks much sexier on her. What the hell am I even saying?

After pulling on some navy blue sweats as well with new socks, Jenna sat on the edge of her bed as she looked at me with a smirk. "I'm aware of that. That was very sneaky of you, Miss Y/l/n." She wagged her finger playfully at me.

I smiled and chuckled softly, taking a seat next to her after she patted the spot beside her. "Yeah, yeah. I learned a thing or two from Wednesday Addams." I nudged her shoulder which earned me yet another laugh.

Jenna pushed her slightly curly hair back over her shoulders, combing it to the side a little — she turned to me with a questioning look in her eyes. "I was just about to hit the gym, wanna come?" She asked and raised a brow as she waited for my answer.

I haven't been to the gym in a month, I used to work out frequently. There was a built in need in my head that I need to look perfect all the time and losing weight was one of those requirements so I started hitting the gym. I've slowly stopped going so much since Liv gave me an entire sisterly speech about how my body is perfect the way it is and how I shouldn't change it for others, blah blah blah. Whatever, Rodrigo.

I internally roll my eyes at my inner conflict. Opening my mouth to speak, I said; "Sure, I'd love to." I shrugged and watched Jenna stand up, grabbing something from a drawer.

"Here." She gave me a black pair of biker shorts and a crop top that she owned. "You can change into that and meet me outside." Jenna pulled her hair up into a ponytail before winking at me as she disappeared out of her trailer.

An unknown blush settled on my face as I smiled at the interaction. I quickly got changed into the clothes I was given — taking my makeup off since I'll be all sweaty while working out — I was soon out the door with Jenna's arm around my shoulders, her phone tucked away in her pocket with a protein shake in her free hand.

We walked down the street to the local gym that was nearby, Jenna obviously knew the way since she's been going here since we started filming. She said and I quote, "I gotta stay in shape somehow."

The automatic doors slid open for us when it sensed our presence, my eyes took in the somewhat empty gym. There were barely any people here beside the trainers and supervisors. Jenna grabbed my hand briefly to lead me over to the treadmills. "Let's do 20 minutes on this and then we'll do whatever you want and then kinda take turns after that. Sound good?" She double checked after sipping a drink of her protein shake.

"Yep." I popped the 'p' and smiled at the shorter girl who beamed at my answer. We both hopped on one treadmill each and set it to a steady pace for the both of us, slowly but surely, we started to pick up the pace a little. I'm pretty sure Jenna was a little impressed with me being able to keep up with her.

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By the time we were done with our workout, it was almost 8 o'clock at night. Jenna made sure to keep me close to her when we walked along the street at night, her arm securely wrapped around my waist as she walked on the outside of the sidewalk. She knew the sidewalk rule. She's a gentlewoman, too? Sheesh.

We heard a few clicks from behind us — glancing back we both spotted a few scattered paparazzi photographers who were snapping pictures of us.

Shit. This'll be the talk of the town. I can imagine the headline now... 'New relationship between superstar, Y/n Y/l/n and actress, Jenna Ortega.'

I... actually don't mind that.