Lights, Camera, Action [N.H]
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  • Reads 2,716
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  • Parts 26
  • Time 17h 15m
Ongoing, First published Jun 06
Mature
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[N.H] 
"You know, I think you're supposed to do a better job of selling yourself." I gasped, genuinely worried,

"Oh, shit. Yeah, my bad. I'll live up to every expectation. I am all yours, whatever ideas you have, or really just anything you want from me, it's done." I blurted. He chuckled louder this time,

"I am joking, relax." He lightly pushed my arm. "I guess you are all mine though, aren't ya?" He smiled. I swear, you would have had me confused with the wicked witch of the west the way I felt like I melted into the fucking floor.

𖦹 ☼ ⋆。˚⋆ฺ ♡

When Daphne is finally given the oppurtinity to leave her soul-crushing editorial office job to become the photographer she's been yearning to become, Niall is quick to give her a life of everything she could of ever asked for. But she has to decide if she really wants it all, to be part of his world, to belong to him. Does she belong in her quiet little life at home? She has to decide between her dreams, or his show, his life.
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