When Angie turned 23, she moved from a small town in Wyoming to Los Angeles, hoping to leave her shitty life behind and start over. Hollywood is the beacon for everyone who wants to make it in the entertainment industry, hoping to become successful...
Words: 4.8k + Warnings: strong language, some agression A/N: y'all it's my bday today so here's a little present from me to you ;) i actually really enjoyed writing the scenes with Angie and Vince. I would love to hear what you'll think of their relationship!
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Angie made her way over to the little setup. "Do you want me to go on the chair?" She nervously asked, having no idea what she had to do. "Whatever you feel like doing, darling." Carlo said and adjusted his lights a little. "Alright." Angie nodded and took a deep breath, looking at all the crew and lights around her. She felt so self conscious, standing there half naked. The blonde just started doing some poses, hoping they'd like it. "Very good, beautiful." Carlo said as he started shooting.
Even though he was encouraging her, she didn't feel so confident. "Try to relax your face a little more, my darling." He requested. Angie tried to do so but she just couldn't, she was all tensed up, and the crew seemed to notice it. Her heart was pounding faster and faster, what if they didn't like her? What if she completely screwed it up? Her anxiety was taking over.
"I'm sorry." Angie mumbled and ran a hand through her hair. "Do you need a little break, honey?" Kimberly stepped in, she noticed her discomfort. "Here, have some water." The blonde woman said and quickly poured her a glass. "Thank you," Angie said as she quickly walked over to her. "I'm so sorry about this, I'm just so nervous." Her hand was slightly shaking when she accepted the glass of water.
Carlo put down his camera for a moment and looked at the girls. "There is no need to nervous," he spoke. "You are very photogenic." Angie smiled a little at his kind words. "Just take some deep breaths and drink some water, I'll be right back." Kim said and walked away.
Angie just stood there, trying to pep talk herself. Her hand was still slightly trembling but she felt her heart rate going down a little. She was so relieved that the crew took it all so well and treated her so nicely.
"What's going on?" A familiar male voice spoke. Angie spun around quickly to find Vince standing in front of her. "What are you doing here?" She asked confused. "This chick came over to me, gettin' me from the lobby. She said you might need some encouragement, from your boyfriend." He winked. Angie looked at Kim who was standing a few feet away from Vince, shooting her a quick smile. Angie looked back at Vince who checked out her body. "You're looking absolutely gorgeous." He said, taking the glass of water from her hand and placing it aside, so he could take both her hands in his. "Vince-" Angie tried but she was cut off. "No, listen to me. You can do this. You're absolutely beautiful and extremely sexy. There is a reason why this guy spotted you at the club, okay? You're gonna fuckin' rock this shoot." He told her and squeezed her hands a little. He was right, the fact Tony Cataldo spotted her and thought she had potential must have meant something. And since Vince was the definition of the Playboy audience, if he liked her as much as he said he does, others might like to see her pictures too. A small smile appeared on her face.
