"Is it Really Just Acting?": A Jortini Fanfiction

Safe

(Jorge goes over to her and sees an empty beer bottle in her hands)

Jorge: Tini? Are you okay?

(Tini starts to open her eyes as he helps her get up)

Tini: Jorge? Is that you?

Jorge: Yes it's me... What happened to your eye?!

Tini: I- uh...

Jorge: Did... Peter do this to you?

(Tini nods and Jorge clenches his fist)

Jorge: I can't believe this...

Tini: Jorge... I think I drank too much of the beer... And now... I'm dizzy...

(Tini passes out again and Jorge lifts her up and carries her downstairs)

Ruggero: Woah what happened to Tini?

Lodo: Oh no! What's wrong with her face?!

Jorge: Long story i will talk to you guys later...

Lodo: Okay bye

(Jorge tries to carry Martina to his car but she wakes up)

Tini: Wait I will be back...

(Tini goes into the cooler and hides a beer bottle behind her back)

Tini: Okay Leon let's go.

Jorge: Did you just call me...

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(They walk outside not seeing the paparazzi taking pictures of them)

Jorge: Tini come on!

(Jorge helps Tini walk as she nearly falls down and they reach Jorge's car)

Jorge: Tini what is that?!

(She slowly pulls out the beer and starts drinking it. Jorge glares at her and puts out his hand. She shakes her head.)

Jorge: Tini, give it.

Tini: No i love it.

Jorge: Tini, you know you don't drink...

Tini: Jorge I will be fine...

Jorge: Tini, I'm serious give me that.

(He takes the beer bottle and then she starts to cry obnoxiously. Jorge ignores her the rest of the ride)

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(They reach his house and eventually Jorge manages to lug Tini to the door)

Tini: Can you carry me to bed?

Jorge: No you can do it, you're a big girl.

Tini: I don't wanna...

(Tini does her puppy eyes expression on Jorge and he can't help but smile and accept)

Jorge: Okay...

Tini: Yay

(He picks her up bridal style and then sets her on his bed)

Tini: Thank you!

Jorge: you're welcome...

Tini: You're a nice guy Jorge...

Jorge: uhm thanks..

(Tini spreads her arm out stretching on the bed and then raises her eyebrows at Jorge.)

Tini: Hey Blanco, Want to join me?

Jorge: Martina... You are officially drunk...

Tini: Whatever