Dreaming Of You - Jenna Ortega imagines

Focus on the friendship - j.o

In which it's just casual

Listen to: Best Friends (remix) - The Weeknd and Summer Walker

"Fuck." She panted against your lips. She gripped onto your shoulders, making you smirk. You caught her lips with yours once again, a soft moan humming through.

"Are you good?" You asked, pulling away slightly. She nodded, a smile on her face. It made you feel warm, but you knew it shouldn't.

You fell next to her in bed, her immediately climbing on top of you. You just held her in silence, your hand softly sliding up and down her back.

The two of you were best friends.

Well, best friends who fuck.

It's casual.

After some hooking up, the two of you would just cuddle. In the beginning it was weird, but for a few months, it became normal and easy.

You both would sneak around, and you both loved the thrill.

But all it's just casual.

No feelings whatsoever.

Thing is, she caught feelings for you.

Uh oh, am I right?

I mean, you weren't sure of it, you just knew that she was starting to act a little weird. For the past few hookups, she's been a little quiet after, usually the two of you would be joking around, watching a show.

A few days later, you were just hanging in your kitchen, making some food. Someone knocked on your door. You jogged to open the door and found her there. "Oh shit, hi Jenna."

"Hey y/n." She answered, acting a little off.

"Come in, I gotta finish cooking so can you lock the door?" You went off into your kitchen, Jenna following you slowly after. You checked on your food, Jenna sitting herself onto your kitchen table. You turned around. "What's up?"

"We need to talk." Your heart quickened. What happened this time?

Your face changed. You looked at her with a confused look, while she just had a guilty look on her face. "Did I do something or did you do something?" You turned back to the food, mainly to hide your face from her.

"I- fuck."

"Are you ok-"

"Y/n, I like you, I've liked you for like the longest time. I didn't think hooking up with you was going to make me have even more feelings." You froze, you couldn't stop her. "I know we said no feelings whatsoever, but I can't take it. You don't even have to like me back, I just needed you to know." You bit your bottom lip. You liked her back, fuck you even loved her. But you knew it would end in worse. "Please say something." She was on the verge of tears.

You turned off the burner and took a deep breath. You braced yourself. "Jenna, we can't be together. You know you can't catch feelings."

"Yes, I know, but hiding this from you feels useless."

"No, because then I could keep whatever we have going!" You were being irrational, and you were well aware of it. But you couldn't risk dating her and hurting her worse than this. "Fuck, Jenna, you know I'm going to hurt you. You've seen my past exes!"

"I thought this time would be different." She had a tear sliding down her face. You couldn't yell at her.

"Jenna, I don't want to hurt you."

"Just tell me if you like me back." You let out a shaky breath and finally turned to look at her.

"I can't tell you that." You took a few steps to grab her hands. "Jenna, I can't like you back."

"Why not!" She exclaimed, tired of how you kept on beating around the bush.

"Because I won't end what we have!" You grabbed your hands back. "Fuck, Jenna, I told you, at the beginning, I'm just going to hurt you. No matter how much I want you, I will break your heart somehow. I can't be the one that ends us hooking up, because I love it." She jumped off of the counter, a hurt look on her face.

"Are you fucking serious right now?" You bit your inner cheek, trying not to cry. "All I am is just a fucktoy?"

You rubbed your face, huffing. You calmed yourself down. "No."

"Really? Because that what you've been insinuating this whole time." You felt like you were going to throw up.

"You really wanna hear it?" She nodded, tears of anger streaming down your face. "I'm fucking in love with you. Okay?" You exclaimed. "But I'm so scared of hurting you. I know I can't love you the right way, I can't give you all your wants and needs. Every time we have sex, I try so hard to convince myself that all I want is what we get." You had to grip onto the counter behind you to make sure you don't fall.

It went quiet. You were holding onto the counter, unable to look at Jenna. She just stared at you. You didn't want to know how she reacted. "We can't date because you're scared?" She was quiet.

You felt yourself let go a shaky breath. "Yes."

"You've never done that with any other girl, y/n." She was right, you've always gone for whatever you've wanted, no matter how you could hurt someone.

"Jenna," You turned, you saw Jenna with a confused look. It was as if she was trying to piece together this puzzle. You took a few breaths, just watching her. "You're my best friend. I love you, so much, more than so many people. I wouldn't forgive myself when I hurt you."

"But you won't. Y/n, you won't hurt me." She argued, you just shook your head.

"I don't wanna risk it, Jenna."

"Don't you think keeping this thing," She motioned between the two of you. "Would hurt me more than dating me and breaking up with me?"

You bit your inner lip, staying still, your eyes finally made eye contact with hers.

She was right.