Eyes Don't Lie ✩ Jenna Ortega (G!P)

CXIX

| Jenna's POV |

Today I stood in front of Sabrina as she went over every aspect of how this music video was going to go. I was immediately hooked onto the idea and concept of it all when she told me the inspiration came straight from Death Becomes Her. I was deeply intrigued as I went over the script.

Y/N was sitting behind the camera and even if there were - what felt like - a million cameras on me already, she still had her iPhone recording me for that special little touch.
(A/N: ifykyk)

"You'll nail it, my love." She kissed me before Sabrina called me over for our first cue of the video. I watched her prop crew lay out the weapons on this bed in one of the sets. It's the opening scene that starts this rollercoaster of a video off.

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| Y/N's POV |

Jenna and Sabrina ended filming for the day after the scene where Sabrina falls off the balcony onto a picket fence. They wanted to wrap things up tomorrow or by the end of the week and Jenna said I'm not allowed to see the kiss scene until the video officially drops.

I wasn't complaining, I wanted to be surprised and shocked by it all.

We said our goodbyes to Sabrina and she was extra sweet and happy when she saw Juno in my arms.

"Who's my cute little niece? You are! Yes you are!" Her baby voice automatically came out as Juno was removed from my embrace. Sabrina swooped her up into the air, erupting giggles from the small child. "I think I'm her favorite aunt."

"That's tough to say. Billie is honestly her favorite, I can't lie."

"And Liv." Jenna chimes in after my remark. Sabrina laughed and passed Juno back to me carefully.

"Then I consider myself to be her favorite."

I shook my head playfully. "Whatever floats your boat, Sab. We'lll see you tomorrow."

"Bye, loves!

Jenna held the door open for me on our way out the studio, carrying the baby bag on her left shoulder. "I'm kinda hungry. Wanna stop and get something to eat on the way home?" She asked me.

"Yes, please. I'm so hungry right now. I'm deeply craving McDonald's."

Jenna laughed and wrapped her free arm around my neck. "Whatever you want, fiancé." She held the car door open, allowing me to set Juno in her baby seat. "Maybe we can mash some fries up for this little one. I saw her two front teeth starting to grow in."

"That's cute. It's worth a shot, yeah." We both entered the car.

"And what'll you have, baby girl?"

"Chicken nuggets. With fries. I'm so hungry for them. And a Dr Pepper. And maybe a McFlurry."

"Get anything you want, I don't care how much it is. You get what you want." She grabbed my jaw when we came to a stop again the red light and forced me to look at her. "Okay, baby? Don't worry about how much you're eating or how much it cost. Get. What. You. Want."

That was something I loved about Jenna more than anything. She was the most firmly, reassuring person ever. I never felt bad about each so much or the cost of things anymore. She always took care of me and never made me feel invalid.