Eyes Don't Lie ✩ Jenna Ortega (G!P)

IX

| Jenna's POV |

"I haven't exactly talked to you that much in a really long time." Olivia looked at me with a reminiscent smile on her face. I nodded in agreement, the cup of coffee I had from before still in my hand, balancing on my knee. "Did anything happen between you and Y/n?"

My head snapped up as we made eye contact. "No." I shook my head. "We went to the gym together after a long day on set and paparazzi caught us coming out." I explained, I could see the gears turning in Liv's head. Soon enough she raised a brow at me.

"So why was your arm around her?" I'm sure she's interrogating me for one of two reasons; 1. to protect her all time best friend or 2. to truly understand if we had a speculating relationship going on.

"It was dark and I was simply being a gentlewoman." I defended myself again, raising my hands in the air when Liv squinted her eyes at me. "I swear that was all it is."

Olivia nodded her head with a sigh. "I wouldn't be mad if that wasn't the reason but Y/n is literally shipped with everyone. I mean, you get it, at one point people were shipping us together." I pursed my lips in agreement, my eyes meeting the ground.

"Did she tell you about our first encounter?" I asked after a few moments of silence — not always, quite comfortable actually. It's good to catch up with an old friend.

"Oh, yeah." Liv laughed. "She did, I didn't believe her at first since I knew you way longer than she did. If you didn't confirm it, I would've never believed it." She shrugged her shoulders while pushing her hair back, biting the corner of her vanilla scone.

"Glad to know you're first impression of me isn't being a bitch." I joked with a small laugh that had Liv chuckling alongside with me, her eyes playfully rolling. "Imagine my reaction when I found out she was playing my love interest."

"I bet it was shock but you can hide it with a glare." I pointed at Liv since she was correct.

"Even after all these years, you still know me." We tipped the edge of our cups together, clinking them as we took a sip. Y/n suddenly walked into my room — now fully clothed wearing a white button up blouse with baggy blue jeans with Nike blazers on. I'll admit, she has good style.

"Whatcha talkin' about?" She asked as she dried her hair from the shower she took while me and Liv where chatting away.

"Just catching up." I explained, setting my cup down as Y/n took the seat next to me with a cup of tea in her hands now. "How's the album coming along?" I turned my attention back over to the Rodrigo girl.

Liv grinned widely. "It's going great, I'm so excited to release it soon, I've been working on this for so long." She expressed and Y/n smiled softly at her, her hand resting on Liv's shoulder.

"I'm sure it'll be amazing." Y/n exaggerated. I suddenly felt my phone buzz in the pocket of my jeans — pulling it out I read the caller ID and immediately shut it off. I do not wish to speak to her right now. "We gotta get going." Yn gestures to me, bringing me out of my trance. I stood and gave Liv a big hug before following Y/n out of her hotel room down to the lobby. "What was that?"

I blinked twice at her. "What was it?" Confusion dripped from my tongue. She tilted her head at me as she pointed to my phone. "Oh, the person calling? It was no one, don't worry." I shook my head, wanting to forget.

Y/n squinted her eyes at me, clearly catching my lie but I'm glad she chose to let it go for now. Basically the person who was calling as my ex, Sam. Our relationship was very private since neither of us wanted to come out yet — plus the thought of having something for just the two of us seemed nice at the time — until I caught her cheating on me one day with my ex co-star, Percy. Ever since then she's been trying to call or text me, it's been months since that happened, I don't know why she's still trying. I'm never going back to her so she can suck my dick (not literally) and piss off with her new "boyfriend" or whatever he is, for all I know, she could've dumped his ass.

Then again, I don't care. Those two assholes deserve each other, I'm the one who deserves better and better will not come from fucking Samantha Gomez. I need a girl who won't care to go on public dates with me or won't care if I told the world I'm intersex or won't cheat on me. That last one is a need.

But who could fit the description of the perfect girl for me?