Delicate Chapter 13: September 2022
A/N: My bad this took awhile to write. Enjoy!
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On Twitter:
Wol-fica: Wtf I was walking my dog and I swear I saw Jenna fucking Ortega outside this random apartment blasting BSB. Some chick took her out.
Red1culous: Whaaat? Where? R u sure it was her?
Wol-Fica:I am 99.9% sure it was her. That boombox was half her size!
irish-piece-of-trash: THERE WAS A BOOMBOX? WHERE IS THE PIC?
Wol-Fica: It happened so damn fast like, no pic. Imma bout to go camp outside this apartment building. BET.
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Under Siege.
What did that mean in Jenna Ortega terms? You had no idea but you quickly found out. Evidently it meant that each time you walked out of your door, no matter the time - Someone was there waiting to deliver an item and a card to you. 6 AM? It was Starbucks and a handwritten notecard stating that she hoped you had a beautiful day and she loved you. 9 AM? Dunkin Donuts and another handwritten notecard that stated: You once told me doNUT be afraid of change and I say the same to you! Corny, hell yes. One day you tried to sneak out the back and was stunned to see flowers and another handwritten card this time calling you out for dodging her delivery for the day. How she knew what you were doing and timed up everything? No idea.
The first week she did it you quit responding to her text messages for a few days. It was overwhelming. It took a little bit of time to process that Jenna was back in your life when you hadn't even had time to mourn your relationship and how it was. You wanted her, god yes and the only thing standing in the way was yourself. You couldn't get over yourself and that fear that came with it. Fears that had been vocalized but something you weren't going to touch on until it all happened.
When you finally started texting Jenna again it was as if you never stopped. She didn't mention the few days of silence and it was peculiar to you that she didn't text you constantly when you were silent, especially if you were supposed to be under siege. You could handle the gifts, cards and Starbucks! On the mornings you headed into the LA office for your part time work it was always the Starbucks and a donuts.
You had just completed your first week in the office and were already missing your relaxing summer camp vibes with the kids. Nothing seemed out of place when you walked into your apartment but still you were paranoid Jenna was gonna like, pop up at you from behind your couch or something. After about half a hour of looking around and not finding anything out of place you took a nice long shower and changed into your comfy clothes that feeling of something about to happen not going away.
Jenna had been acting normal through text all day and even during your 45 minute drive home when you talked she seemed cheerful - cheerful as in definitely hiding something. You tried to call her out on it but she just laughed at you and pulled the 'oh gotta run!' and hung up. Just rude but it made you smile.
A knock on the door interupted your reading once again and without thinking it through you hopped up from the couch and start to open it hearing things falling on the ground.
"Shit, hold on!" Jenna called out as the door fully opened. You see the boombox she had last month was now sitting on the ground next to her but she had dropped what looked to be posterboards all over. "CLOSE YOUR EYES."
"Okay! Okay, Chill." You cover your eyes with your fingers and bit into your bottom lip to keep from laughing at her getting all flustered. "What are you doing?"
"Ahem, Okay. Open!"
You open her eyes and read the first posterboard.
Tell them it's the pizza guy.
"What tell who...?" You look at the board confused and then up at her. The look on her face is REALLY? "Fine...Uhhh..Lorraine! Tara! Billy bob joe brown, it's the pizza guy."
She drops the first board, letting it fall to the ground and leans over pressing play on the boombox. You tense up thinking it's going to be really loud but instead you hear a quiet version of Veggietales starting to play. Ugh, you really were never going to live that down. She stands up with a smirk so you can read the next board. She gives you about 10 seconds to read each one before letting it fall.
With any luck by next month
I'll be going here with you
You laugh as this next posterboard shows Starbucks, Chipotle, record store and.. "The Eiffel tower?? Really?" Jenna raises her eye brows and nods yes before letting that poster board fall down.
But right now I will write
WITH hope AND definitely an agenda
Just because it's September 2nd
(And everyday I will tell you this truth)
She was doing the notecard scene from Love Actually. It should have clicked right when she pushed play on the boombox plus the posterboards but just seeing Jenna holding up poster boards that hid half of her body was hilarious and threw you off your game. The laugh you let out earlier was now just a permanent grin plastered on your face. This was cute and funny. She was cute and funny.
To me, you are pluperfect (which is perfect with a +)
and my shell of a heart will love you
Even if you look like this...
You gasp as she drops the last poster board and the next one shows you in Vegas-extremely hungover. Damon had taken it after the first night when you guys had stayed out on the strip till 4 AM and then woke up at 9 AM because you just HAD to try the breakfast bar. You were leaning over the table, your forehead in your hand half asleep with a piece of buttered toast and jelly hanging out of your mouth. "Oh my god! How did you...I will kill him!"
Jenna looks down at the picture and then kisses the cheek of hungover you before dropping it to the floor. The last one just says: Happy Friday!
She just Love Actually'd you. You were starting to sense a pattern. Notting Hill, Say Anything and now Love Actually? Wait! She already did How I met your Mother with the intervention. Holy hell, this girl had planned just a few things already and followed through? You were frozen to the spot as she started to struggle grabbing the boombox with the poster boards in her hands. The sound of her dropping a few of them snapped you out of it.
"Wait!" You step closer to her and lift her chin. "You're insane." Your thumb glides over her bottom lip and you lean down to kiss her softly, only meaning for it to be a peck. That plan was ruined when she drops everything in her hands to pull you closer, her fingers tangling up in your hair to deepen the kiss. This. This could be a reunion kiss if you'd allow it to be. She knew it and you knew it but instead you pull back when you need to breathe, keeping your eyes closed so you can't see the look of hope in her eyes. It would shatter you.
You take a step back letting your hands fall to your sides and open your eyes instead to look at the boombox and poster boards on the ground. "I'll help you get this to your car." You choose to take the boombox only because seeing Jenna carrying those big ol' poster boards was something you wanted to mentally keep in your mind forever. You follow her out to her car and place the boombox in the trunk. As you close it you feel Jenna's arms wrap around your waist from behind in a hug.
"I'm serious about Paris. Come with me to Fashion Week." She mumbles against your back tightening her grip.
"HA. No. You go to Fashion week and I'll go to the Eiffel Tower." You quip resting your hands over hers.
"Deal"
"Wait what? I was joking!"
"Nope, you're coming with me."
With that she pulls away and gets into her car. You move out of the way and wave to her as she leaves and then go back to your apartment. Damn it, you should have kept those poster boards, At least the one with that awful picture on it!
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The next time you see Jenna it wasn't for another one of her movie trope scenes. It was about 1 am and you had just settled into bed with one of the books she had delivered to you a few days before along with a card when your phone went off. It was a text from Jenna asking if you were home. You jokingly texted back that no, you were at Denny's eating an omelet. After about half a hour with no response from her you texted her again asking if she was okay. Still no reply. You turned off the lamp next to your bed and settled in, your phone in your hand just in case she texted again.
Soon after you had started to doze off you were awaken by the bed shifting behind you. You could sense her before you could feel her hand on your shoulder. She was in your bed, uninvited but something in you knew this wasn't planned, something was wrong. You set your phone on the table and turn to face her, resting your cheek on your hand on the pillow to take in her outline. You could barely see her face from the light coming in from your window but you could tell she was tired.
"Are you okay?" You whisper, unsure if you should pull her into your arms. You might have shared a kiss with her, a kiss that felt like everything questionable had answers but still you hesitated.
"I..."
She was doing it again. That whole fish mouth thing that you found endearing except this time you wanted to kiss her to make her talk. The need to feel her lips against yours again was sparked last week and now was a full fledge fire. It was making it hard to breathe and you purse your lips waiting for her to sort out her thoughts.
"The official trailer for Wednesday gets released one month from today."
That's it, that's all she had to say and you understood. You hold your hand out and once her hand is in yours you pull her closer to you, letting her move into your arms. She hides her face in the crook of your neck as you wrap your arm around her waist holding her against you. Your lips graze her forehead as you close your eyes. She still fit perfectly in your arms - she always would.
"It's getting closer isn't it? I think it'll be released and everyone will be so excited. This is the one with Christina right?" Your words were whispered as your fingers move through her hair. You were trying to lull her to sleep but by the way she was breathing you knew she was wound up tighter than a pissed off rattlesnake. She wasn't mad, she was just anxious.
She didnât answer and you didnât expect her to. You kept your breathing even, hoping sheâd eventually settle and match it. One deep breath in one deep breath out and repeat. It was quiet for a little bit and eventually you feel her body relax against yours.
âDo I still have you?â
If you hadnât been listening closely to her you wouldnât have heard her question. With those 5 words you forget to breathe out until she pulls her head back and looks up at you. It was with instinct you respond truthfully: âAlways.â
You say the one word answer without looking down at her choosing instead to stare at the wall. You were afraid if you did look at her sheâd see the regret you felt. You regretted needing more. You regretted how you left. You regretted how you acted all summer when you tried to heal. Most of all you regretted how scared you were to lose her and you wanted to leave before she had the chance to.
"I'm scared. Confident yes, but scared. There's not one scene in that show I'm proud of and I resent it." She moves her face back into the crook of your neck and lets out a sigh. "I wish I was more excited for it but I'm dreading it. The more interviews that get schedule the more buzz it generates and I'm starting to believe you may be right. It's going to explode."
There is a pause which would have been your chance to tell her she could just put her headphones on and fuck the world, if she hadn't sat up and leaned over you to turn on the light next to the bed. She then looks down at you as you blink trying to adjust to the brightness.
"In all of this mayhem and therapy and planning one of the only things that I am 100% confident in is you."
Talk about whiplash with the subject change. You start to blush at her blunt words and wish for the cover of darkness so you turn off the lamp quickly. A few seconds later Jenna turns it back on.
"No. Leave it on. You need to hear this. No pieces of paper in the way." Her fingers move to your chin and she gently turns your face to look at her. "I am no where near done with all the things I have lined up for you but while I am working on my own stuff you need to face yours. Forgive me for calling you out but I'm not giving up on you. I know that's what you're waiting for. You're waiting for me to become more famous and then you plan on fading into the background. As angry as that makes me because I thought you knew me better than that - I get it. I've barely given you any reason to believe that I want you to stay."
Uncomfortable. This made you so uncomfortable. You look anywhere but in her eyes. Her lips, her cheekbone, her jaw line, her nose - that was until she huffed at you and stood up on her knees, resting her hands on your shoulders looking down at you, trying to capture your gaze.
"Look at me."
You shake your head and close your eyes, swallowing the words that were choking you. You didn't want to. You weren't ready. You weren't ready to throw yourself to her mercy or give into the magnetic force that was Jenna Ortega herself. This was just not fair at all. She came to see you seeking comfort and now she was practically pinning you down with her words and her hands. She was right. Completely right. Yes, you broke up with her because she kept you hidden and seemed embarrassed by you but it had grown into other reasons as well. The biggest one was the one she mentioned.
"Please." You clear your throat and turn your head kissing the inside of her wrist. The last time you did that was when you broke up but now it was a plea. "I don't want to talk about this now. It's after 2 AM." Seemed as good as an excuse as any not to have a heart to heart hella late or early in the night/morning.
"Oh." Jenna drops her hand from your shoulders and then lets out a small laugh. "Fine. We shall abide by that 2 AM rule, ya dork." She kisses the side of your mouth and then leans over you to turn off the lamp before settling back against your side. It takes you a minute before you pull her back into your arms, smiling when you hear her sigh in relief. "I've loved you forever. In lifetimes before..."
"Oh my God, stop!" You sound exasperated because you were but she just starts laughing. "KTBSPA yo. How dare you quote NSYNC in my bed. Now shush and go to sleep or you can go to the couch." Last time you sent her to the couch you ended up sneaking out and sleeping on the couch with her. Her laughter dies down and you start your deep breathing again, wondering if you pretended to sleep you'd actually fall asleep. Something Jenna said earlier comes back to you and your eyes fly open. "Wait, how many more things do you have lined up for me?"
"Hmm? Oh No comment...Goodnight." She kisses your collarbone once and the grip she has on your waist loosens as she falls asleep. Damn.
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Jenna was winning you over and it was irritating you. You didn't want to be that easily caught. She might have won your friendship but as far as catching you going any further than that it wasn't going to happen. You were determined on that fact. You weren't going to give in...for awhile. 1 year? 6 months? The issue was that Jenna was a marathon runner while you were sprinter. Impatient. Get it over with. If she wanted you you'd let her have you.
You're not sure when your heart decided Jenna won it back or never lost it to begin with but your mind was a completely different ball game. Stubborn to a S T U B B O R N. You wanted to see what she was up to. Spending months in Romania feeling like less than the gum on the bottom of her Prada shoes - you needed whatever it was she was going to do. You thought you did. That was until she pulled off the next movie stunt. So far TikTok/Notting Hill was the most public thing she had done. Now she was upping the antics and you were not ready for it. At least you had Aliyah along for this part.
Jenna was in town and wanted you and her sister to come eat lunch for her birthday that was the following week. It didn't set off any red flags because really, the Jenna you knew and remembered was a very private person. No shenanagins out in public! You wouldn't even hold her hand back in the day. Didn't mean you didn't try to get her flustered with a little hair tugging or hand on her lower back. Aliyah had picked you up and swore up and down that she didn't think anything was going to happen, that Jenna promised her nothing would.
Red Flag # 1 was Jenna wanted you to turn on your location so she could head over whenever you were getting close. Red flag # 2 was according to the address she gave Aliyah the restaurant was located in a University campus. Red Flag # 3 was that as you pulled in the parking lot of this restaurant you swore you saw someone pull a 'closed for a private event' sign off the door. Red Flag # 4, well at this point your suspicions were very high. Something was going to happen. Aliyah kept saying no while you walked up the front sidewalk.
It was when you were being led to a table that had about 10 other people sitting at it that Aliyah shot you a panicked look. You nod at her once as she sits across from you, the seat waiting for Jenna right next to you at the head of the table. You were handed menus as Aliyah asked why you couldn't sit elsewhere and they told her these were the only seats available last minute and that the other party said it was okay. You look around taking in the other people. More than half of the people were already eating and the people at your table were busy talking amongst themselves about some upcoming party. No one had cell phones out except you and Aliyah. THAT wasâŠodd.
The next 10 minutes you and Aliyah got to know the rest of the people at the table. Somehow a glass of wine was placed in front of you without you ordering it. You didn't want to order without Jenna being there so you shot off a quick text asking where she was and her response was that she was almost there. You shrug and turn around looking through the doors of the kitchen and spot something that immediately set off alarm bells. There were 5 pairs of BIG lobster oven mitts.
"Oh no." Your eyes get wide remembering exactly what movie you saw those in and quickly you turn in your seat to Aliyah. "Oh my God. She's not..."
"What?" Aliyah looks at you curiously over her menu which makes you believe her that she had no idea what was coming. Before you can answer someone runs up to the table and takes the seat next to Aliyah.
"Sorry I'm late!" He says and picks up the menu. "There was a death in the family."
"Who died?" His friend asks right next to him.
"Our Akita."
"Evita!" You mumble the words as two other people say it louder and then pause reaching for your wine glass to hide your laughter. The sheer panic on Aliyah's face should have matched what was on yours but it didn't. Rent was hands down your favorite musical Jenna and you watched during COVID. You had all the songs memorized within a month and whenever you were driving around you'd turn this song up and sing along, making sure to embarrass whoever was with you.
The first notes of Rent's La Vie Boheme start playing on a piano in the corner of the room and you cough, choking on your wine as the guy who showed up late starts singing the song. "They make fun yet I'm the one, attempting to do some good--"
On and on it went with Aliyah seemingly sinking low in her chair as you actually clapped and sang along. Oh this was SO worth the TikTok crap she put you through. You lean forward during a part of the chorus, a huge smirk on your face. "You've never been to a dinner theatre? Where they perform around you?"
"NO!" She shakes her head violently no along with her shouted NO and you crack up at her reactions. To make her more embarrassed you started to dance in your seat. If looks could kill you'd be dead and buried with a simple funeral with an unmarked grave. Shame.
"To hand crafted beers made in local breweries. To yoga, to yogurt to rice and beans and cheese. To leather, to dildos, to curry vindaloo. To huevos rancheros and Maya Angelou. Emotion, devotion to causing a commotion. Creation, vacation MUCHO MASTERBATION."
The end of the song approached and without you even noticing there was a new group of people around the table. The second the song ended everyone around you started chatting like nothing happened. You blink twice and look at your empty plate. "Interesting." The thril of being in the middle of La Vie Boheme was still coursing through your veins, that big grin not leaving your face.
"That was NOT interesting. Where is my sister?"
"Right here!"
You almost jump out of your skin feeling Jenna's hand on your shoulder. Your big grin fades into a sheepish smile and you're not sure why now you were feeling shy. Maybe because you were in a situation with tons of people around and there was a tiny spotlight on all of you. While it was funny, finding yourself in another movie trope - thankfully this one wasn't a romantic one.
"Jenna, that was hilarious."
"What was?" She moves to take her seat next to you, her nails grazing the back of your neck. She looks at you like she doesn't have any idea what you're talking about but the humor is there behind her pretending to be confused eyes.
"Stop. I can't believe what just happened. Why didn't you tell me this was..." Aliyah was interupted by a new wave of waiters coming out of the kitchen, some wearing those lobster mitts you saw earlier. A new waiter came and introduced himself, passing out completely different menus than the one you had earlier and your wine was taken away, replaced with a water and rootbeer.
"Ohh I wonder what's next!" You wink at Aliyah and then open the menu making a face at the seafood options. "Is there Chicken?" You had a sense that while this menu was real the food being prepared in the kitchen wasn't. It just didn't smell like fries in there.
Aliyah perked up as bread and butter was placed in front of her and she immediately helped herself. HANGRY. She was just hangry? That or she didn't like the spotlight either? No, she did all that tiktok stuff and instatwit. Maybe she was more like her sister than she wanted to admit. Had to be in control of the atmosphere and know precisely what was going on around her.Â
"George!" The new college aged girl sitting next to Aliyah calls out.
"Yes Darling?" 'George' says from sitting next to you.
"How did you and Julianne meet?"
Oh, you knew it!! This next song was going to be from My Best Friends Wedding. You were enthralled by the performance taking place in front of you. Youâd only seen the movie once so you missed the queue of asking âWhat she say?â The silence carried on for a few minutes as you looked between everyone at the table. Aliyah took the bait and asked and thatâs when âGeorgeâ broke out in his song.
âThe moment I wake upâŠâ
You lean forward in your chair resting your chin on your hand as the rest of the table starts singing their parts. The food was forgotten while this live show was going on! You turn to Jenna as the piano starts playing along right on time with the rest of the words being sung. "I want some lobster hands!" You joke with her before noticing the somewhat nervous look in her eyes, a small amused smile on her face. Your grin fades as you reach out to take her hand but stop, flexing your fingers and placing your hand back in your lap. "You okay?" You mouth to her confused.
"Forever (ever) and ever (ever) You'll stay in my heart and I will love you. Forever (Forever) and ever (ever) We never will part oh how I love you. Together (together), Together (together) That's how it must be to live without you would only mean heartbreak for me."
There were the lobster hands spinning around the room, some of the college kids doing a wave and it felt like that one scene in Beauty and the Beast where everyone had their own thing to do. A flash mob was more like it but as it played out of the corner of your eye your attention was on Jenna. Her cheeks were starting to turn a little red and you wondered if this was too much for her. Yes, She may be an actress and play different roles but to genuinely sit still, be herself, react like herself and not play it off as someone else - this was probably too much too soon. You start to stand up, actually going to drag her outside to get her out of the situation when she beats you to it.
"Hi." She says quietly between the pause in the music and holds out her hand to you.
"Mmhmm...My darling believe me," George sings as everyone arounds you seems to go back to eating and pretending not to notice, "For me there is no one but you. Please love me too."
This song was a bit sentimental if you got straight to the words. Now you were flushing but you place your hand in hers and she pulls you up out of your chair and draws you near to her to slow dance, hiding her face in your neck. She was being timid and you understood why. This was big for her. There was a chance everyone in this building signed an NDA but that didn't mean a thing. You could play it off as just friends dancing but this felt intimate.
"Answer his prayers."
"When I'm in love with you..."
Her fingers tighten in your shirt and she pulls back just enough to look up at you. The hope in her eyes doesn't mirror the worry that show in yours but when she gives you that soft smile your worries disappear. You wanted her to have fun too and let go of this serious business.
"Answer his prayer now baby!"
"Answer my prayer babe!"
A couple more verses and right when people started clapping to the song you smirk at Jenna and then dip her, bringing her back up and swaying her crazily before spinning her. She lets out a laugh as you take the lead for the ending of the song turning it from scary romantic to romantic comedy. The end of the song comes and within seconds it's back to normal chatter as everyone looks at their menus, pretending the last 15 minutes didn't happen and this was a normal place of eating.
You twirl under Jenna's hand and then lead her back to the table. Your grip loosens on her hand but she tightens her own on it, placing both your hands in her lap. Your breath catches in your throat realizing that she wasn't going to let go. She was going to hold your hand in front of everyone there. You squeeze her hand to get her attention and lean forward to whisper to her. "You don't have to do this."
"I want to." She says it nonchalantly and squeezes your hand back. She did seem more comfortable while you needed to slow down your own thoughts. This was girlfriend behavior. You weren't her girlfriend. She wasn't your girlfriend. You push those thoughts away and with your free hand take a drink of the water chugging it down. This was huge for her. You could ignore your own twisting heart aching at losing her to the world soon just so Jenna could at least have this growth.
"So, is this the real menu? Because I am starving." Aliyah breaks through your panicked thoughts and sets the menu on the table. You had been so distracted by Jenna and making sure she was comfortable you didn't even notice that the now one big table was separated into 3. It was just Aliyah, Jenna and you at one table now for more privacy. Good, you didn't think either one of them could take another song and dance.
"It is! Let's order."
Jenna didn't let go of your hand for the next hour, only when it was time for her to get into her car to head to the airport that she kisses the back of your hand then lets go.
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Jenna's birthday was on a Tuesday and she would be in LA for it. Before you broke up anytime she was in town she'd stay with you but this push/pull y'all had going on you didn't offer your place to her. Did it feel weird not offering it? Yes but you were trying to maintain some sort of boundaries in this lovely situationship you found yourself in. She was planning on going out to eat with her family and you had been invited. You had to turn it down because you had to work till 10 pm. You were relieved you weren't going to be a part of that dinner. You had seen her parents since you guys broke up but it was for about a hour when Mia dragged you over for lunch one weekend.
Jenna's drunk texts started about 8:30. You could tell she was drunk because she tended to get a little...dirrrty. Asking what you were wearing and what you weren't wearing. You tried to keep it nonchalant at first but decided because it was her birthday you could have a little fun too! By the time you left work the redness on your cheeks felt permanent. She had a way with words but you had a way of one-upping her any chance you had. She was winning this one.
You got home at around 10:40 and did your normal nighttime routine. Eat a snack, shower, clean the kitchen and then settle down into bed with a good book. Jenna's texts had tapered off and you figured maybe she had fallen asleep. You should have known better. Your phone vibrates showing a text from Mia.
M-IA: Be outside in 5, got a present for you.
You: Shut up, you do not.
Were they really about to drop Jenna off on your doorstep? You jump out of bed tossing your book to the side rushing to the mirror. There was ZERO time to get somewhat presentable for her. Your hair was still damp and you rushed to brush it. You pulled the t-shirt over your head and tossed it, grabbing a tank top and yanking that on along with some jean shorts. This would have to do!
You're halfway down the steps when you hear Jenna singing out your name loudly along with a chorus of BIRTHDAY SEX. You slip on the bottom step seeing her hanging halfway out of the back window of Mia's car.
"Girl, you know I-I-I Girl, you know I-I-I, Don't need candles or cake just need your body to make your BIRTHDAY SEEEX!"
"Oh-Oh my god, you're like, still drunk." Why did you sound so surprised? Why were you surprised?
"Oh-Oh my god, you're like, still hot." She mocks you fumbling with the door handle. "MIA, take off the child locks. No wait..."
You rush over as Jenna starts to literally crawl out of the back window. "Are you crazy?!" She reaches out for you as she starts to fall out the window, her giggling making you laugh as she grips your shoulders and basically becomes a spider monkey as she clings to you pulling her legs out. You set her down on the pavement as she leans against you.
"Have fun! Airport at 8 am." Mia gives half a wave as she drives away, not giving you a chance to protest. Not that you would. Drunk Jenna was hilarious.
"Hi." One word and then she pulls you down for a kiss, deepening it before you could pull away. You're stuck tangled in her grip as you taste the wine on her lips and tongue. It was as intoxicating as she was intoxicated and you draw her closer to you, your eyes closing as you give in. The cold shower you had taken was all for nothing because just after 10 seconds of hearing, seeing and now feeling her - you needed her.
Youâre pulled out of the moment with the feeling of her starting to pull your tank top up your body. Jolting back you hold her away from you by her shoulders.
"We're...We're still in the parking lot." Blessed be the fruit, it was so late at night and hopefully everyone was still asleep.
Jenna hiccups and nods, her fingers moving to her lips. "Numb. My lips are numb but I can taste you." She then pushes off your hands and moves to your back. "TAKE ME TO MY KINGDOM WHERE I SHALL RULE AND HENCEFORTH BE KNOWN AS..."
"SHHHH!!" You shush her and kneel down knowing what she wanted. She climbs onto your back and you start to give her a piggy back ride up to your apartment. Her hands were distracting as they wandered all over your tank top before sliding down the top.
"Hello old friends." She mumbles and squeezes both of your breasts causing you to drop her about a foot away from your door. "HEY! It's still my birthday."
"Shhh!" You place your hand over her mouth and walk backwards, leading her to your door and then let go of her. Within a flash she's past you, yanking you in by your wrist. The door slams behind you and off you go to give Jenna that birthday sex she so desperately wanted. Consequences be damned.
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A/N: Heads up - this fanfic will be ending in the next 4 to 5 chapters! Get prepared. Thank you mindingmybidness12 for the memes! :D
Love Actually/Notecard Scene: Here
La Vie Boheme/Rent Scene: Here
Say a little Prayer/My Best Friends Wedding scene: Here
Soooo-Who would be giving into Jenna after these movie tropes this chapter? đ
