Eyes Don't Lie ✩ Jenna Ortega (G!P)

XCIV

| Y/N's POV |

"Gotta keep up, babe!"

Jenna's taunting over the phone call made me chuckle, gripping the steering wheel as I pressed a little harder on the acceleration pedal.

"Don't worry, I am." Jenna and I rented out a race track to drive on with our new matching cars. We were trying to see who can get to 12 laps first in under 60 miles per hour so we could keep it safe for us. Our cars weren't professional after all.

We had a professional crew help us prep our cars too and gave me all the safety requirements so I, the pregnant lady, would be safe.

"Not fast enough, sweetheart. I've got two laps left." We had connected each other on call from inside our cars. Billie accompanied my side to make sure everything was okay as well.

And to scream at me every time Jenna was beating me.

"We're gonna kick your ass, Ortega." Billie said, Jenna snickering through the call. "Sharp left, Y/N."

"Okay." I shrugged and took a sharp left, keeping the wheel steady. I passed Jenna and crossed the finish line, marking us both down on our final lap to do. "We got this, Bil."

"Oh, no, you don't." I heard Jenna say before we both heard the engine rev of her car, passing us in lightening speed and shifting a left then, circling the track with such acceleration to cross the finish line first. "Yes!"

"No!" Billie groaned as we slowly pulled to a stop. "Suck my dick, Jenna."

"Mm, you can suck mine." My girlfriend countered back as they got in each other's faces with smirks plastered on their lips.

"Nope, that's my job." I raised my hand, waddling over to them. Billie snorted and Jenna went a little wide eyed before chuckling. "Okay, my winner, where would you like to eat?"

"In-n-out." Jenna smiled as she wrapped her arms around my waist, kissing my forehead.

Billie gagged. "Next time, I'll be the one driving so I can kick your ass, Jenna."

"I look forward to that." My girlfriend grinned. "After you talk to Liv."

"Ooh, she got you there." I butted in, making Billie gave me a look of annoyance.

"She doesn't want to talk to me." Billie took a seat on the ground, leaning up against my car. "I feel like I utterly screwed up. It's not like I'd ever do it on purpose but I have no way of proving that since she doesn't trust what I say when it comes to this." Billie placed her head in her hands. "I feel like an arrogant... man." She said with disgust on her tongue.

"Honestly, you just need to talk to her." Jenna sat beside her, keeping her hand in mine as I stood. "The last thing you want her to think is if you're willing to let her go because of something you think is impossible. Fight for her, that's how you gain trust."

I saw the beats turning in Billie's head. "We'll drop you off at her house, okay? Better now than never."

"Yeah, you're right. Both of you." Billie stood up, dusting her pants and hands off. "Let me fix this."

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| Billie's POV |

I took a deep breath after Y/N and Jenna left. I rang Liv's doorbell, seeing Iris open with a raised brow. "Yes, Billie?"

"You probably hate me and so does she, but can I please talk to her?" I practically pleaded and I knew Iris could see it in my eyes that I was genuine about this.

"She doesn't hate you, Bil. Just talk to her." Iris pushed the door further open and I immediately walked inside, going upstairs to Liv's bedroom. I knocked softly.

"Go away, Iris." I heard her yell as I pushed the door open.

"Not Iris." Olivia looked up at me when she heard my voice, there was an expression on her face that I couldn't quite read.

"What're you doing here?" Her voice was sharp, a bit distant. I expected that. I carefully sat on her bed, my back facing her as I stared at my hands in my lap.

"I'm sorry, Liv. I really am. I hope you believe me when I say I'd never purposely hurt you. I'm such an idiot sometimes, though, that I do this stupid accidental shit. I know I need to watch what I do. I truly only want you in my life and even if I don't know how to prove that now, doesn't mean I won't figure out a way in the future because you are more than worth it and I'd be so so so stupid to let someone like you go, you're this special-"

I was fiercely cut off by a slap to my face, my eyes blinked hard as Liv stared at me. "You are an idiot." She grabbed the collar of my shirt. "But you're my idiot." I still felt the sting of her hand on my cheek as she pulled me towards her, our lips meeting halfway for the first passionate kiss we've had all week.

"Mm." I hummed with my eyes closed, savoring every taste of her cherry flavored chapstick that coated her plump lips. When we pulled away, she cupped my neck. "You slapped me."

"Sorry not sorry." Liv chuckled with a shrug.

"It's okay." I laid back on the bed, pulling her to straddle my waist. "I'm into that."

"Freaky girl." Olivia playfully rolled her eyes, running her hands down from my neck to my chest. "Prove it."

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| Y/N's POV |

"Have you thought about what it'll be like when you go back to filming Wednesday?" I asked Jenna as we sat in the darkness of our bedroom.

"I have." She whispered softly, her lips pressed against my neck. "I want you to come with me, if that's okay."

"I'm not sure about sharing a trailer with my working girlfriend and a whiny, newborn baby." I joked lightly, scratching at her scalp. "I think we'll figure out the best option soon enough. I just know that I need you."

"And I'll be there, even if filming is delayed." Jenna yawned a little. "I'm the star of that show, it's nothing without me, if I'm being cockily honest."

"You are behind a lot of the show ideas so, yeah." I joined in, kissing her forehead softly. "As long as we aren't separated, I'm fine with whatever decision we come up with."

"Me too, mi amor."

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A/N:
hello my loves, how's your day?