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#someone commented under the alan post i made with him saying he can’t separate work from personal matters
akkpipitphattana · 1 year
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i’ll never understand people who can’t make fun of their faves a little. like yes i love this character and would defend them to my grave but also they’re stupid sometimes and they do dumb things and imma make fun of them for it
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chmergess4ever · 7 years
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Happier
Hey Guys! Sorry it’s been a while since I posted. I am working on part 2 of “His Redhead Girl” but this is another idea, I got that I had to run with. I usually don’t write a lot with lyrics but I one of the songs on the new Ed Sheeran album gave me this idea and I had to run with it. I didn’t include the lyrics in the story, but I highly suggest listening to the song while reading, before or after you read if you haven’t heard it. It’s called “Happier”. All of the songs on the album are perfection so there might another one of these stories with a different song if you guys like this one. If you would like a part two to this one, I’m open to that too so just let me know! Thank you! As always, let me know what you think! I love reading your comments. Like/Reblog! 
They had loved with everything. The intensity was irreplicable but still, they had gotten torn apart. Torn apart because of being too similar, torn apart because of busy schedules, torn apart because of misunderstandings, but mainly-torn apart because there became a point where love just wasn’t enough. Yes, they loved each other but everything else became too much. The pressure from the public, the pressure from the job and everything that came with it.
So they separated. Sharna and Val had decided it was best for them and everyone around them if they broke things off where they were. It was better for them to be friends. Nothing more, nothing less. So that’s exactly what they did. They both pushed down their feelings and tried to go on like things were back to normal. But they both knew, there was still something there. Whenever they looked at each other they could feel it, whenever they touched they could feel it, and whenever they danced everyone could feel it. They both still loved the other, that much was evident to everyone. Still, they knew it was the best for them to remain apart.
A month went by, and the aftermath of the relationship had died down. They both submerged themselves into the new season of Dancing with the Stars, distracting themselves with work. And when it wasn’t time to work they both handled being single very differently. Val had many flings, but while that was happening, Sharna was developing a relationship with someone else. Very fast, they began going public with their relationship-flirting with each other on social media, getting photographed together and they soon confirmed it to the tabloids. Val had seen the pictures for the first time when they were released by Just-Jared a day after being taken. Sharna looked happy with Pierson. He made her happy. And that’s all he wanted. Or all he thought he wanted. As the weeks went by, he realized things weren’t getting any easier. He tried to hide his feelings, mask them in other things,focus on work, but still it was always in the back of his mind. He saw them out at a bar together-she had her arm laced through is, and then he pulled her closer into him, resting his hand a little too low on her waist for Val’s liking. He took a shot as he watched them trying to mask the pain. He had called Maks to come get him, and his brother obliged. He helped Val as he staggered out of the bar.
Sharna had noticed him during the night but tried to pretend like he wasn’t there. SHe didn’t acknowledge him. She didn’t want ot ruin what she had with Pierson, it was great and she was happy. She didn’t want anything to jepoardize that.
Maks put him in the passenger seat of the car and then walked aorund to get in. “Bro. You need to do something about this.”
“What the fuck am I supposed to do Man? I lost the love of my life.”
Maks patted his brothers shoulder. “You didn’t lose her. She’s still there.”
“She doesn’t care Maks. She doesn’t care about me. She saw me there! But she cuddled into him.”
Maks handed Val his phone. “She cares.”
Val looked down at the phone which was lit with an open text from Sharna. It read, “Val’s here. You should come get him.”
“Is he ok?” Maks had replied.
“He’s fine. I’ll keep an eye out.”
“Thank you Shar.”
“Always. Just because were not together doesn’t mean I don’t care.”
Val put the phone down in the cupholder and rested his head back. He felt a tear escape from his eye. Maks rested his hand again on his brother’s shoulders. She texted me for you before you even did. “She cares.”
“I love her Maks. I still love her.”
“I know.”
Time continued to pass. He watched on from afar. She was happy. He wanted that to make him happy, he tried to convince himself that it did, but it just didn’t. He ran into her in the lunchroom of the studio one day. He thought he could keep himself together but that plan went south.
“Hey.” He said as he walked in, passing her to get to the fridge.
“Hey.” She brushed the loose red lock of hair behind her ear.
“How are you?” He reached in the fridge to grab his drink.
“I’m ok.” She pursed her lips. Leaning into the counter and looking down. She didn’t know what to say or what to do. They were rarely alone. Whenever they were together someone else was around.
He nodded and smiled. “I’m happy for you. Ya know?”
She turned around leaning her back against the counter and crossed her arms. “You are?”
“Shar, I loved you. Hell! I love you. I just want you to be happy.”
She nodded and looked down. He put his head down and walked towards the door but stopped when he heard her voice. “I do miss you, Val.”
“You don’t have to miss me. I’m right here. Always will be.” He smiled and walked out of the room leaving her standing there alone.
He walked down the hallway, trying to clear his mind. It has pained him to leave her there. He wanted her back. He wanted to wrap his arms around her, he wanted to kiss her, and he wanted to make love to her like there was no tomorrow. But he had to do what was better for her. She looked happier with Pierson than she had ever looked with him. Whether it was because of the guy, or whether it was just because of a less stressful situation, it didn’t matter because it was fact. She was happier. He would do anything to make sure she stayed that happy no matter how it affected him. If he was who she wanted, that him would be who she ended up with.
So the weeks continued to pass by, Sharna and Val both remained in the competition. They had just been announced as finalists, and the whole cast and crew decided to go out for drinks after. Sharna had invited Pierson to tag along, as did the other pros with their significant others. It seemed as if everyone was slowly getting engaged in relationships and the only singles left were Val, Alan, and Keo. They sat on the stools at the bar as everyone else went to dance in the middle of the floor. The amount of drunkenness in the room was laughable. Val looked over his shoulder at Sharna and Pierson in the middle of the room. They were pressed up against each other and he had both his arms wrapped around her waist. She was laughing and engaged in a conversation with Peta who was next to her wrapped in Maks arms. Val smiled, just seeing her smile made him happy. She was having a good time. He turned back to face forward and took a sip of his drink, before swirling the glass in small circles making the ice twirl.
“You doing ok bro?” Alan asked.
“All good. She’s happier with him.” Val nodded trying to convince himself.
Alan nodded trying to stay away from the situation. Shortly after Pierson came up to the bar and ordered drinks for him and Sharna. He turned to the side and leaned against the counter looking at Val. “No dancing for you tonight?”
Val shook his head and spoke lowly. “Not really in the mood.”
“You know you’re going to have to get over it eventually right. She’s mine now.”
Val looked at him. “She’s not a piece of property. She is no one’s. Not mine. And Not yours. Get over yourself.”
Pierson laughed and shook his head. “I beg to differ.”
“Oh yea?”
“I’m the one getting in her pants tonight. Not you, right? You weren’t good enough.”
Alan cut in. “Bro. Why are you picking a fight?”
“Cause this fucking guy keeps eyeing my girl and it’s not ok.”
Val shook his head. “Fuck you.”
“I’ll just do that to her.”
Val’s eyes widened and before he could get a grip on his own emotions he had Pierson gripped by his collar. “She’s not a piece of meat. She’s the best woman you will ever meet! She’s special and she doesn’t deserve someone who isn’t going to treat her like that.”
“I highly suggest you let go of me.”
Emma pointed out the exchange to Sharna and rapidly Sharna walked over to the bar but before she reached the men, Val had let go of Pierson and stormed off.
“What just happened?”
“I was just trying to make friendly conversation and he attacked me.”
Sharna looked to Alan. “That true?”
Pierson eyed Alan with a threatening look. Alan looked right back at him. “You don’t scare me. At all.” He turned to Sharna, and shook his head. “He came over here and tried to pick and argument with Val.”
Sharna looked at her boyfriend. “Why?” She shook her head out of confusion.
“Cause he can’t have you. You’re mine.”
“He doesn’t have me Pierson. We’re exes. That’s all we are. Thanks for ripping a bandaid off of that cut.”
“The bandaid shouldn’t still be there Sharna. You’ve been with me for months. Why the fuck is the bandaid still there?”
Sharna started to get filled up. Peta came up behind her and rested both of her hands on each of Sharna’s shoulders.
Pierson continued antagonizing her. “Tell me. Why the fuck is it still there? Why?”
Maks cut in between Pierson and Sharna and started nudging Pierson away. “I think it’s time you go.”
“Oh! The big brother to save the day.”
“Leave now Pierson. I won’t say it again.”
“Whatever. I’m out.” Pierson turned around and began walking away. “Screw you, Sharna.” He yelled over his shoulder.
Peta turned to her best friend and wiped the tears from under her eyes “You loved him?”
Sharna whispered. “No. That’s the problem.”
After that night, things had slowly settled down. Surprising herself, she wasn’t that sad that the relationship was happy. Yes, she was happy with him but it always had felt like something was missing. The dancing with the stars season came to end, with Simone and Sasha taking the mirror ball, followed by Val and Sharna landing in second and third place. After the finale, and the press line, Val walked towards the dressing room to get a break away from everyone. He opened the door and saw her sitting on the couch scrolling through her phone. “Oh, I’m sorry-”
“No. You can come in”
Val slowly walked in, not knowing what to do with himself. Sharna spoke to him, “You can sit next to me. I won’t bite.”
Val moved to sit next to her on the couch. “It’s just-” “We haven’t talked. I know.” She sighed, “I’m not mad at you Val. Alan told me everything. He told me what Pierson said to you, the disgusting comment he made about sleeping with me. Believe me, you did me a favor.”
“You were happy though.”
“On the surface, I was.”
Val turned to her, “What do you mean?” Sharna shrugged. “It always felt like something was missing. Couldn’t put my finger on it was though.”
“Something you felt in our relationship?”
Sharna smiled at the question. “I suppose.” She teased.
There was silence as they both thought about the conversation they were having. She continued. “Maybe the reason it wasn’t there in this relationship, was because it was never gone from a past one.”
Val pursed his lips in regret. He stood up and began pacing. Then he looked at her,  “What happened to us, Sharna? We were perfect. You were everything to me. You make me happy. I don’t know if I will ever feel like that again.”
“We let outside pressure, ruin our relationship.”
“We did, but we don’t have to.”
“Val-”
“What? We can’t try this again? Tell me you don’t feel anything! Tell me Shar! I still love you.” A tear escaped from her eye. “Val.”
He sat down next to her. “Babe, talk to me.” He rested his hand on her leg. That was the first time he had called her “babe”, since they had broken up.
She rested her hand on his cheek. “Of course I feel something. Of course I do. But if it didn’t work the first time, what’s going to make it work the second time. We’d just be complicating things all over again.” She dropped her hand into her lap.
He reached in her lap and grasped her hand, clasping it in his own. “I’d rather be happy, and have things be complicated. Then be unhappy and live an easy life. You’re my happiness Sharna. I love you more than I have ever loved anyone.”
The tear ran down her cheek and she closed her eyes taking in his words. She raised their intertwined hands and kissed the top of his hand. Resting her lips upon it as she pieced together her thoughts. He watched her, the thoughts on her face and then she turned to look at him. “We’re going to try this again?”
Val nodded slowly. “I’m all in. You have me. Completely.”
She leaned in and pressed her lips to his. After the initial kiss, they smiled while resting against each others foreheads and Val leaned in again.
“I’m happier with you babe.”
“What?”
“Something else Alan told me. I wasn’t happier with him. Happier with you.”
“I love you.”
“You too babe.”
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