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right bby, i’m going to need some stomach drop angst!

how about r and j are in a pr relationship and r falls for j but she doesn’t feel the same way or she leads r on

love your work and there is no pressure to do my request it’s all up to you my love :)

You Couldn’t Just Stop

Word count: 4.9K

Summary: request above

Warnings: angst? Bad writing lol, not proofread

Pairing: Jenna Ortega x Fem!Reader

Hi anon! I looooove this prompt! Honestly this reminds me of the Jenna series “legally binded” by @house-of-lovin which is nearly the same! This is kinda why I was reluctant about writing it but I’m pretty sure that it could turn out very different, but if you like that prompt please go check that story out!

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Things were going down really quickly.

You didn’t know how or why, but they were and now rumors were being spread of you. Rumors that were half true, though. Things were being said about you being with some other actor, an asshole, really, but well you have been with him, as a couple. He was throwing shit on you, saying you were a slut and slept around with everyone, boys and girls. Being an actress that had just started blowing up, this wasn’t good for you, not at all. And instead of denying or let the rumors dry, you took the stupid decision of saying you were in another relationship already, so you couldn’t be sleeping around. Everyone believed it, the press included, but soon enough they wanted concrete proof.

“Do you have any idea how this is going to look if it turns out that you actually lied? You just blew up, (Y/N). You’re really willing to let that ruin you!?” Your manager, Nelle, yelled from the other side of the phone. “Oh come on I just wanted them off of my back! Is it really that bad?” You could hear Nelle chuckle. “You have no idea what problem you got yourself into, (Y/N)” she said, you could hear that she was upset, god was she upset. “What can I do?” You asked, wanting to help Nelle find a way to help you. “You’re lucky I have a solution. Come to my office STAT, don’t keep me waiting.”

You groaned at the fact that you now had to go out in public with probably lots of paparazzi wanting to ask you questions, crowding you and not letting you go anywhere. But you had to, or Nelle would be PISSED, and she was scary when pissed. You wore every day clothes, and put on a baseball hat and some sunglasses to get recognized less. And it worked, until you got to your manager’s office, where as you had predicted paparazzi gathered around you. “(Y/N), what can you say about your situation? Is it true what your ex boyfriend says?” “And what about your relationship? Where’s your partner? No one has ever seen it” you kept your head down to protect yourself from the flashes, avoiding cameras but mics were shoved in front of your face. “No comment” was all you said before getting inside the building, sighing of relief once you were inside and were finally having some peace.

You took the elevator as you reached the floor of the office. As you walked in you were met by a pissed as fuck Nelle who pulled you inside. “Took you long enough. Sit down” you did as ordered, and sighed. “Sorry, paparazzi slowed me down… so, what was your Idea?” If looks could kill, you’d be underground now. Nelle was glaring at you and basically throwing you daggers. “First of all, congratulations for getting yourself into this mess, second of all, thank me” you looked at her confused “I said thank me!” She repeated again, this time raising her voice “gee, okay, thank you Nel” you said chuckling, you loved her, you did, but she was scary when mad. “You’re welcome, I found someone for you to have a PR relationship with” you nodded, having had that she wanted to do this. “Okay… and who’s that?” Just as she was about to answer, a knock followed on the door and Nelle looked at you. “Looks like you’re going to find out now. Come in!”

You turned around to see who the mystery person was. “You’ve got to be kidding me.” Your jaw nearly dropped seeing Jenna Ortega walking in the room. “Hey, (Y/N)” she said, hinting a small smile as she waved at you. “You two know each other?” Nelle asked, and you chuckled. “Of course we do” you shook your head. “She’s my ex girlfriend. Back to when both of us weren’t famous and I weighted 35 pounds more. So uhm… 3 years ago?” You said looking at Nelle, and Jenna nodded from behind you, although you couldn’t see. To be honest you hadn’t expected to see her. It had been ages since you last thought of her, you were finally happy again and had gotten over the heartbreak.

“Mind me asking why you two broke up?” Jenna’s manager asked and you chuckled once more, turning around to look at her. “Jenna insisted that “she didn’t have time for me” when clearly, there were other motives,” you weren’t going to specify what in front of the two managers, but you saw her lower her head and fidget with her rings. “But well, it’s all good now. It’s in the past” you shrugged and looked at Nelle. “Can we get this deal over with?” You pushed to start this meeting, kind of wanting to stay away from her. All these years you tried to convince yourself that you stopped loving her, but seeing her again today made you realize that you never stopped, she was the one who did. But you have both grown up, you were definitely prettier… maybe this PR relationship could be a way to get you two closer?

“Why do you even need a PR relationship, anyway?” You asked Jenna in a moment where the two managers were talking. “I need a distraction for the paparazzi. There’s a really big project I’m working on and it can’t be leaked, so I need them to focus on something. What about you?” She asked, you gave her your reply only after you nodded in understanding at what she said. “Well, my ex boyfriend claims I’m a slut who sleeps with everyone, to stop that rumor I said that I was in a new relationship when it’s clearly not true, and everyone started asking to see my partner” she nodded too. “I see… wait- Boyfriend? As far as I remembered, you didn’t like men.” She said and you shrugged. “I don’t know, I had some doubts after you happened.” You shot your arrow, it had hit and went through her. “Sorry about that.” She said and your answer was just a shake of your head.

She was about to open her mouth to say something, but your manager interrupted her before she could even starts. “Okay, this is how it’s gonna be” Nelle said, drawing you both’s attentions. “We’re gonna start off small. Dinners, movie dates, presence at interviews. This is what works better for Jenna’s situation-“ “and what about mine?” You interrupted. “shut up, (Y/N), I’m already mad as it is” Nelle glared at you and you raised your arms, rolling your eyes and sitting back in defeat. “The press is going to wonder if that’s who you’re dating. The internet’s going to go crazy and stop focusing on the voices that spread about you” you nodded in understanding and Nelle continued. “Then, your movie premieres” Nelle says to you. “Jenna will be there, you’ll be hand in hand, kissing and what not. That’s the deal.”

Neither you or Jenna nodded, the two managers looked at each other before one Nelle, Again, spoke up. “Are we clear!?” Now, the two of you nodded and soon signed the contract. 6 months of torture next to her… or maybe, 6 months where you could try to win her back… 6 months where both of you could get feelings again…. Well, Jenna. Because you were just now realizing that you never lost them. “Your first public appearance is tonight. You have a restaurant booked for the two of you, you know how this stuff works. Photos, paparazzi. So make sure to hold hands and act all lovey dovey because THAT’S what the press wants. Alright?” The two of you nodded again, and soon enough, you were at the restaurant.

Getting out of the car hand in hand, you opened the door for Jenna and walked in behind her, placing a hand on her lower back as you made sure to stick by her side. You were kind of uncomfortable and you could tell that Jenna was too. Both of them being stiff around one another. The waiter walked towards you, taking you to a more private area and making sure both of you were comfortable, then people started glancing your way. Both you and Jenna noticed, and there was a moment of awkwardness before she reached over and held your hand across the table, tracing shapes on the back of it with her index finger. You both leaned closer from across the table, looking at each other with what others could think was love. But both of you are two incredible actresses, no one would say it was fake.

“Do you think this is good enough for the people?” She asked whispering, faking a smile as to pretend you were having a “lovers” conversation. “I don’t know… we shouldn’t keep it to a minimum, tho. Otherwise they’ll understand that it’s fake… let’s just keep this up until paparazzi are around” you said and that’s exactly what happened. Once the Owner cleared the restaurant from any Paparazzi, both of you were left at peace. “So… how have you been?” You asked her. You didn’t want to make this more awkward than it already was. “Good. Filming has been tiring, but now I’m back in LA and I have some free time… I can rest and go back to visiting my family.” You smiled at the mention of them. “How are they holding up?” You said, you still loved her family and even if Jenna didn’t know, you were still in contact with them. You weren’t at fault for the break up with Jenna so they never had any hard feelings towards you.”

“They’re good! My sister had another kid, Mya. She’s 1” she said proudly. And you smiled at her. It was always good seeing Jenna talking about her family. You faked surprise at that, as you already knew everything because Jenna’s mom told you, but she didn’t necessarily have to know this. “I remember playing around with Cash when he was a little baby, time flew by” you said smiling, to which Jenna only nodded. Eventually you were brought your food, and the “date” turned quiet after that. Jenna looking at her phone, you trying to make conversation but she would only reply with “mhm” and you had had enough of that. Without her noticing, you finished the whole bottle of wine by yourself. Useless to say that, at the end of the dinner you were quite drunk.

As the dinner was over and you stood up to go pay, you stumbled on yourself, nearly falling as you could barely stand up. “Shit- I’m good, I’m good” Jenna threw you a confused glare, before looking behind you to see the empty bottle of wine. “Why did you drink?” She asked you, to which you shrugged and giggled “I only drank a little bit” you stumbled on your words as hell, but you managed to make your way to the counter and pay for the dinner. “Yeah right. You can’t even stand properly right now” she whisper-shouted once the man at the counter got distracted. You gave her a confused/drunk glare. “Why are you mad? Are you worried?” You asked ad you made your way towards the door, still stumbling as Jenna basically had to hold you up. With a frown on her face, she answered: “No, I am not.” You grunted “yes you are! You are worried. Look at your face right now, all scrunched up. Such a cutie” you giggled, booping her nose.

“I said, I’m not” she said slightly raising her voice more. “Can you stop moving around so much so we can get to my car?” She said, clearly annoyed. “Awww my Jenna is worried! She still cares about me!” You said, nearly shouting. Jenna rolled her eyes, too bad you didn’t see. “I don’t. And can you please not shout? Paparazzi are outside.” You leaned closer to her ear, still stumbling on your feet. “I only want your attention tho” you said with s giggle and missed Jenna’s sigh. “Whatever, (Y/N). You’re still drunk. Now quiet, let’s get to the car without drawing too much attention.” You did as ordered, and made your way through the paparazzi to the black car with tinted windows. Jenna helped you in before getting in herself, making you lay down so your head was on her lap.

“Are you good back here?” She asked, looking down at you. You grumbled and reached up, hand taking a strand of her hair to play with. “I missed you…” you said as the driver started driving, after Jenna had told him to go at her place. “What?” She asked, confusion obvious on Jenna’s face, to which you nodded in reply. “I’ve been wanting to see and talk to you again, these past three years…” Jenna sighed and shook her head, taking her eyes off of you. “You’re drunk. You’re saying nonsense things right now” but drunk words, sober thoughts right? Jenna didn’t want to be fooled by that. “But I mean it! I fucking mean it, Jenna!” You were starting to throw a tantrum and Jenna sighed, looking down at you. “Okay, Okay, calm down. Geez, why so mad?” You sighed, you didn’t want to have to say this, and you wouldn’t have if you were sober but well, here you were.

“Because you left me hanging. You left me hanging without letting me know where I went wrong or why did you ever cheat on me!” She sighed as a well, once again taking her eyes off of you. “Not everything deserves an explanation.” You kept staring at her. “Didn’t I love you enough, Jenna? Or am I not that lovable that’s why you cheated?” Jenna shook her head in exasperation. “You’re enough. And you’re lovable.” You sat up at that, ignoring the pounding in your head. “Then why did you cheat on me? Why did you cheat when I still loved you?” You asked, tears evident in your eyes. Jenna shook her head. “Let’s talk about this another time. You’re drunk.” You smirked at that and shook your head. “That’s the thing! You don’t want to talk to me nor tell me anything at all.” By now you weren’t that drunk anymore, but you had started this conversation and you wanted to take it to an end.

“Because we’re over, (Y/N). We’re over and there’s nothing to talk about anymore.” You shook your head, for the thousand times during that conversation. “Even when we were not over, you never communicated with me. Never! It was always me trying to fix things!” Jenna didn’t dare to look at you. Too ashamed, perhaps? “It wasn’t only you, it was me, too. I tried so hard to communicate but I just couldn’t. While you were trying to fix our fights, I was trying to fix myself.” She said, lowering her voice tone. “Yeah, with someone else. Why didn’t you tell me?”she chuckled, “telling you simple things is already hard for me, how do you expect me to tell you that?” You shrugged “because we were together.” You looked at her and she did the same. “Yeah, exactly. There’s not an “us” anymore.” You looked at her, going quiet for a while before speaking again.

“Why did you have to hurt me so bad?” She looked at you, eyes with somewhat of guilt. “You deserve someone better.” She whispered. “But I wanted you to be that better.” She shook her head “and I just can’t be better.” She said, looking at you straight in the eyes. You nodded and chuckled. “You know, maybe you CAN be better. But I wasn’t that person for you to be better for.” That statement was the one that put an end to this discussion, both too tired to drag this any longer than necessary. Things were halfway cleared, but both were too tired and nervous to drag this on.

Eventually Jenna made a change of plans and told the driver to drive to your home first so she could drop you off, and she went home by herself. The next morning, as weird as it sounds, you remembered everything, and you did NOT wanna hear from Jenna. Wish not granted, because a while later you got a call from your manager, telling you to get to her office and to show up together. You called your driver, who was there in 5 minutes and then you went to pick up Jenna.

“Hey Jen,” you said once she got in your car but she didn’t say hi back, instead she crossed her arms and looked out of the window. You raised your eyebrows and chuckled. “You’re giving me the silent treatment now?” Once again, no reply. “Jenna, do we have to act like this around each other for the whole 6 months?” She looked at you giving you her side eye, and you continued with your speech- which had now become some kind of monologue. “Can we at least try to be civil for fucking once in your life?” You said raising your voice, Jenna’s reaction to your voice surprised even herself, looking at you with wide eyes. “Gee, calm down (Y/N).” She sighed loudly, and you lowered your voice. “Look, can we try not to fight for the whole time of this contract? Please, Jen. We’re both too stressed, I know we have a past but let’s just forget it.. okay? Let’s try to be friends, to relax around each other.” You watched her nod, but then you laughed at yourself. “Hell, I was hurt the most yet here I am making deals with you. You should thank me I don’t hate you.”

The drive was very short, as the office was somewhat close to where Jenna lived. As expected, paparazzi were there, and as you made your way our of the car, Jenna stood behind you, hands on your waist to guide you forward through the crowd. Placing one hand on hers, you smiled at her and god did you miss the contact of her skin against yours. The way her hands fit onto your waist has always been surprising for you both… but you had to tell yourself, this was only for the press. Only for the press, (Y/N). Remember that.

You walked into Nelle’s office, Jenna’s manager was there already, both smiling brightly reading an article online. “…well?” You asked, sitting down on a chair. Jenna did the same “well, the first date was an absolute success! Here, read it yourself!” Nelle turned her laptop around, showing you the article. “An old flame rekindled? Actresses Jenna Ortega and (Y/N)(L/N) may be back together! Here’s what we know so far.” The article proceeded with photos of the two of you looking like an actual couple, you smiled slightly at the sight, remembering how good it felt when the two of you were actually together. God, you wishes you could have that again. “That’s amazing” you said, faking a smile, getting lost in thought when the managers started speaking with one another.

You didn’t know what they were talking about, too deep in thought, when “(Y/N), are you listening?” Nelle snapped you out of your thoughts. “Huh? No, I’m sorry I got distracted. What did you say?” You scratched your neck in embarrassment and saw as Nelle rolled her eyes and sighed. “I was saying that you girls need more dates. More public appearances. Like walking around and stuff, going to Starbucks, and given the fact that the relationship between you girls isn’t the best one, maybe spending some time with one another might help establish at least a friendship, don’t you think?”

That’s exactly how you found yourself inviting Jenna over at your place every weekend. Just watching movies, playing games or just talking about random stuff. And unexpectedly, the two of you were getting closer again. Closer as in: snuggling up to each other, cuddling, forehead and cheek kisses… and you were dying for it. You were so bow down to her, you’d take any treatment she gave you if she wanted you to. If she told you to jump off the bridge you’d happily oblige. The shorter girl didn’t realize how much power she had over you…

One night like any other, you and her were watching a movie, snuggled up on the sofa, both wearing nothing but sports bra and shorts. It was summer, it was hot, but both of you couldn’t help but cuddle. You were both laying on the couch, you were on top of Jenna who kept playing with your hair. When the spot interrupted your movie, you turned to look at Jenna, she was smiling at you sleepily, and you did the same, slowly leaning in and she let you. You softly placed your lips on her neck, you were hesitant at first until she tilted her head and gave you more space…

…but then she came to her senses.

“(Y/N)… please, stop” she said and pushed you away. You looked at her, eyes filled with worry. “I-I’m sorry. Did I do something wrong?” You said and took your distances from her, scared to have hurt her. “Yes- I mean no, it’s just that…” she didn’t continue her sentence, and instead looked down. “What? Did I hurt you? I’m sorry-“ she interrupted you. “-there’s someone else” you furrowed your brows in confusion, tears making their way to your eyes as you were managing to find your words “w-what?” She averted her gaze from yours, looking down. “A-again?” You were struggling trying not to sob, “I’m sorry-“ you interrupted her. “But I thought you were having feelings again? I- I thought-“ you stopped to sniffle, you couldn’t believe you had fallen in her trap again. “Why did you lead me on then? Why- why didn’t you tell me? Why?” Well, you couldn’t hold it in. You were full on sobbing now, Jenna tried to comfort you but you pulled back.

“I’m sorry. I just didn’t want to hurt you-“ you interrupted her again. “Then why did you choose me as your PR girlfriend?” The question left Jenna at loss for words, she looked down and shook her head. You continued, “is it because I’m the easier choice? Easier to use and manipulate? Easier ‘cause you know me?” She shook her head, looking at you and trying to grab your hands. “No, (Y/N) it’s not that-“ you stepped away from her “then what is it!?” Jenna was again, at loss for words. “Is it me? Is it my physical appearance?” Maybe that was it. Maybe it was the same reason as three years ago. “Jen I lost so much weight for you. I changed myself, just so you could love me. Is it not good enough? Am I not good enough?”

Jenna looked down once more, that, right there, was your answer. you shook your head. “Jenna… leave please. Go back home… we’ll meet when our Managers require us to” she nodded and left, you wiped your tears… but more kept coming when you heard the noise of the door being closed. You wanted to hate her. You so desperately wanted to hate her, but you couldn’t, you. Deep down, it hurt how you made the same mistake as three years ago… how you couldn’t just stop loving her.

The next few weeks, there was no contact between you or Jenna. Both of you had a busy schedule so it was perfect because of what had just happened. But then, the unexpected happened. A text, from Jenna’s mom.

Momma Ortega: hey darling! Jenna told us about the PR relationship. Ik it’s not what you wanted with her, but I was hoping to take advantage of that to spend time with you again?

How could you say no to that? You had been wanting to see her since forever. THE WHOLE FAMILY wanted to see you again, so they organized a family lunch, obviously Jenna was gonna be there too.

A few days later, your driver dropped you off at Jenna’s place. You took a deep breath, honestly you didn’t even know why you were so anxious. But as soon as you rang the bell, Jenna opened the door immediately. “Hey, (Y/N)” you gave her a small uncomfortable smile, taken back at the sight of her… god, how could she look so pretty even when she was wearing comfortable clothes? Anyway, you waved at her before stepping inside the house. “Hey girls, she’s here!” Jenna said, and you heard rustling from the other room, you could only imagine what, or who it was…

You were right.

Aliyah ran towards you and jumped in your arms, making you stumble back but you hugged her tightly in return, laughing and trying to stay on your feet. “God it’s so good to see you again!” Jenna’s younger sister said as she pulled back from the hug. “Look at you! You’re gorgeous” she said as she took a good look at you. “Oh hush it Al. You’ve grown a fine woman!” You giggled and watched how Mia made her way towards you. “Well hello to you too!” You hugged her as well, a bright smile on your face. “I told you not to be a stranger!” She teased “sorry, busy schedule” obviously she understood, and now it was finally time to greet Natalie. “Hey Natalie” you smiled the widest at her, and the woman enveloped you in the tightest, warmest, most motherly hug ever. The love this woman had for you was unbeatable. “We missed having you in the house, (Y/N)” she said and you smiled in return “and I definitely missed being here… now, where are the kids?” Everyone giggled, and soon enough Cash made his way over to you.

“Hey little one! Remember me?” You said, ruffling his hair. He nodded and you knelt down to him so he could give you a hug and a cheek kiss. Then Jenna, who in the mean time had left the room, came back with another kid, a toddler, in her arms. “She’s Mya” Jenna said, and you couldn’t hep but look at the toddler with heart eyes. “Hi little one! Oh you’re so pretty!” The little girl stared at you with wide eyes, before smiling wide and making grabby hands towards you. You took her in your arms and everyone in the family smiled. “She already loves you!” You giggled “everyone loves me in this family! Isn’t it right, little one?” You said, bouncing Mya on your hip, she couldn’t stop laughing. Everyone loved you… except for the only person you wanted to love you… Jenna.

During the whole day though, Jenna couldn’t take her eyes off of you. The way her family treated you like their own, the way they all loved you immensely… maybe she didn’t loose her feelings for you, after all. Maybe her feelings were even stronger, this time.

You and Jenna never talked again about that night. Wanting to forget about it, you wanted to let her go, to accept the fact that she was in love with someone else… but how could you? How could you, when every time she placed her hands on your hips, your skins touching, and you couldn’t help but feel that same fucking sparkle every time?

This was one of those days… a special day, indeed.

It was the day of the premiere of your movie… you and Jenna were supposed to go together, as agreed with your managers. Eyes were on both of you the moment you got of the car with her, hand in hand,‘matching dresses, painted smiles across your faces. After this… the contract would be over. You wouldn’t see Jenna again. Were you happy? No, of course not.

After pictures of you alone and Jenna alone were taken, they wanted couple pictures. Your bodies were so close, you could feel the heat radiating from your body. Holding hands, her thumb tracing the back of your own hand. Other arm around your hips, keeping you incredibly close to her. God… you wanted to be with her again.

“Can we get a kiss from the couple?” The paparazzis were asking out loud.

You didn’t even have time to turn around, because Jenna did so with her finger, turning you to look at her before smashing her lips on your own, you were surprised for a moment, before closing your eyes and melting in the moment. Hands on her hips, bringing her incredibly closer. Both of you leaning in for more… this couldn’t only be for the press, right?

When the two of you pulled back, still being inches away from each other, Jenna finally spoke, in a whisper, “please, be mine again.” Useless to say that you gave her the brightest smile ever, and you leaned in for another kiss.

“I’ll be yours forever, Jenna.”

A/N: HELL TO THE YES THIS TOOK ME A LOT TO WRITE, I NEED TO THANK @tundra1029 for giving me so many ideas😭😭 ilysm, AND I LOVE THIS STORY TOO SO HELL YEAH

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