Eyes Don't Lie ✩ Jenna Ortega (G!P)

CVIV

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A/N: tell me if y'all can see the pic at the top 😭🤞🏻

We all gathered in Jenna and I's loving room the next day. It was silent, nothing but the soft sounds of tv playing. Modern Family played on the screen. Billie was the only watching while Liv was sleeping in her lap, Tate was sleeping in mine since she was in desperate need of comfort, Jenna was laying her head on my shoulder with Daisy in her lap and Juno in her arms, and I was mostly on my phone.

I was texting Dove and updating her on the situation. She's been pretty comforting to me. And has been advising how to comfort my friends are going through it so bad.

"What time is it?" Tate croaked out, sitting up and stretching her body with a yawn. I checked my watch.

"7:45." I answered and heard her sigh heavily. Visiting yours didn't start till 9, so I understood why she was so worried and stressed about the time. We hadn't gotten much updates on Lloyd and Tate is obviously not okay with that.

"Fucking hell." Tate stood up and paved back and forth, running her hands through her hair with a begrudging sigh.

"Why don't we take a drive, yeah?" I suggested, making everyone look at me. "It'll be soothing, relaxing, and maybe take our minds off things for a while." I stood up and grabbed my car keys, gently taking Juno from Jenna's arms. "And I'm not taking no for an answer. Put your fucking shoes on."

"That's my girl." Jenna blinked lazily, pointing at me before yawning and slipping her adidas on. Billie raised her hands in defense before standing up and grabbing her Nike's. Liv wore her converse and Tate wore slippers.

"Let's go." I said, whistling to get Daisy to join us. "We're taking the Range Rover." Everyone followed me out the door, Jenna locking it up behind us, as I walked into the garage, typing in the password for the door to open. Once I did, Daisy climbed in the little spot between the drivers and passengers seat. Billie, Liv, and Tate piled into the back.

"Can we stop by McDonald's?" Jenna asked, turning on the AUX and playing Captain Save A Hoe.

"Nah, we should go to Taco Bell." Billie jumped in, wrapping her arm around Liv's neck. "They got burritos, man. Burritos!"

Jenna gave me a look. "Taco Bell and McDonald's are directly across from each other so we'll go to both. Who wants Taco Bell?" Tate and Billie raised their hands. "Okay, what do you two want then? Actually, I already know whah you want Bil, what about you, T?"

"A crunchwrap and an orange juice please." She mumbled, pressing her cheek against the window and staring out into the distance as soft patters of rain hit the windows.

"Okay." We pulled into Taco Bell, ordering the food and after 2 or so minutes, when we got it, I handed it back to Bil and Tate. "Here. Now Jen, Liv, what do you two want from McDonald's?"

"I want a bacon McGriddle." Jenna muffled out, playing I Must Be High by South Park Mexican. "With a coffee, please."

"Livie?" I looked through the mirror to see her drooling on Billie's chest, sleeping. "Eh, whatever, I know what she likes."

Billie chuckled softly, biting into her burrito and rubbing Liv's back. "She's a sleepy baby. My sleepy baby." She kissed her forehead. "Precious girl."

After ordering from McDonald's, it was merely 8:09 and we still had 51 more minutes left so I decided to drive us around. It was peaceful out at this time of day so why not?

"Can I pick the song?" Liv asked, making Jenna pass the AUX back to her. She scrolled for a moment before Party In The USA by Miley Cyrus started playing. "Come on! I know you guys know this! Sing!"

"So I put my hands up, they're playin my song, the butterflies fly away!" Billie started the singing, waving her hands.

"I'm noddin my head like, yeah. Movin my hips like, yeah." Liv continued with a smile. She nudged Tate who was slouching against the door.

"I got my hands up, they're playin my song. They know I'm gonna be okay. Yeah, it's a party in the USA. Yeah, it's a party in the USA." Jenna and I vocalized, her free hand placing itself on my thigh.

"Come on, Tate." I yelled, looking at her as she forced herself to not smile.

"Babe. You can't resist the magic of Miley fucking Cyrus." Olivia said and smirked at Tate when she finally gave in, sighing as she sat up.

"Get to the club in my taxi cab, everybody's looking at me now. Like, "who's that chick with rockin kicks?" She's gotta be from outta town." Tate started off quiet before belting with Liv.

"So hard with my girls not around me! It's definitely not a Nashville party! 'Cause all j see are stilettos, I guess I never got the memo!"

From here on, we sang our hearts out to any and every song. I managed to distract them until it was at least 8:47 and Tate insisted we start driving to the hospital and because she finally let go a little, I complied easily.

Time to see how Lloyd is doing.

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