Eyes Don't Lie ✩ Jenna Ortega (G!P)

VIII

| Y/N's POV |

"BITCH! WAKE UP!" I rolled out of bed as I jolted awake from the sudden screaming. When I fell to the floor, I groaned and looked at the suspect. Olivia freaking Rodrigo. "Oh hey, you're up." She smiled down at me as she set down the coffee's she had in her hands.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" I shook my head as I stood from the ground, my blanket detangling from around my body. Liv looked me up and down before staring into my eyes. "What?"

"You might wanna put clothes on." She grimaced slightly — I was only wearing panties with a tshirt over me. I wasn't wearing a bra since I hate sleeping with them and my shirt didn't cover my panties all the way.

"Why?" I questioned again as my annoyance was slowly building up from my best friend's antics. Liv slightly moved out the way to reveal my cast mates, including Jenna, standing behind her with sheepish smiled in their faces. My stance never faltered. "Let me just put a bra on." I sigh when Olivia was giving me a sheepish smile on her own. How the hell did she get into my hotel room?

I entered the bathroom and slid my sports bra on with a brand new shirt and some biker shorts. Walking back out to the main room, I saw all the girls sitting around my bed. "Liv, when did you get in town?"

"I thought I'd come down here and surprise you." She mischievously raised her coffee cup in her hand, wiggling her eyebrows at me. I smirked back at her as I took my own coffee cup from the table. Jenna has been more unusually quiet than the other girls. "Nice bra." She commented and I glanced down to notice the red lacy bra showing through my semi-white shirt.

"Yeah, yeah." I wave off and collapse on my bed, setting my cup down on the bedside table. "What're you guys doing here?"

"We saw the article." Jasmine teased slightly — earning a nudge from Jenna in her ribcage. "I didn't know you guys were dating."

My eyes widened as I suddenly remember Jenna and I's events from last night. The paparazzi definitely caught us leaving the gym together and Jenna was being such a gentlewoman that it made her look like my girlfriend. I quickly sat up and grabbed my computer — typing away I found the article on Buzzfeed.

A new (possible) relationship sparks between
two cast mates on the set of Scream VI; Y/n Y/l/n
and Jenna Ortega. The two were spotted with their arms all over each other walking out of a local gym.

"Shit." I mumbled under my breath as I shut my computer, looking at Jenna who was already staring at me. "Is this bad?" I questioned.

Liv shrugs at me. "Dude, this isn't the first the media as shipped you with someone. Remember when you and Madison had to make a very public announcement that you to were platonic with a capital P?" I do recall being thrown rumors of a new relationship forming between Madison Beer and I, even though I had just barely met her. "I'm sure this will just go away."

"Maybe." Jenna muttered, catching our attention. Her eyes were still trained on mine. "We're both big time celebrities who are known to be under the spotlight a lot. When the movie comes out, the rumors will only spark more when they find out we play love interests." I nodded in agreement to the girl's words.

"Let's just ignore them, paparazzi always mixes shit up." Jasmine joined in, waving her hands around whole Melissa nodded from beside her.

"I agree." She raised her hand and soon enough we were all sharing a look of agreement. Our cast mates (except for Jenna) soon left my hotel room — I allowed Olivia to use my shower since she did just get off her flight a few hours ago. Now it was just me and Jenna left in my living room.

"Does it bother you?" The shorter girl suddenly spoke out and turned her head towards me. "The article." She clarified when I looked at her a little confused.

"Not at all, actually." I spoke confidently, it was true, it didn't bother me one bit. "Does it bother you?"

"No." Jenna shook her head, her eyes in a siren shape that made her look so hot. I finally was able to take in what she was wearing; baggy cargo pants with an adidas jacket over a plain white shirt. "So..." I heard her break the silence again as she made her way towards me — taking a seat impossibly close to me, I could feel her breath on mine, my heart thumped out of my chest. "If the media did see us as a couple, would you deny it?"

Her question rang through my head — my heart pounded in my chest — I'm starting to believe that she isn't an old crush anymore. "N-No, I wouldn't." I managed to speak out.

Jenna hummed for a moment, her warm body pressed slightly against mine, our sides practically touching. "I wouldn't either." She whispered in a sexy, raspy tone before she stood up and made her exit out of my hotel room with her coffee in hand.

What just happened?