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another one

i finished off playing, as he smiled.

"that was so good, right?"

"yeah" i looked to my side, both marcus and martinus.

"what the fuck" i said

"what are you doing here" i said, a bit annoyed.

they both went serious.

"we were worried about you" marcus said.

"cant i just have one fucking session without you two budging into the studio?" i stood up; ripping my sheet of paper and putting it in the bin

"thanks mark, you release that next friday" i shut the door harshly.

i ran to my car, almost on the verge of tears.

i locked myself in and just cried into the stirring wheel.

"cant i have one fucking session on my own" i said to myself.

i started my car and drove off.

(marcus pov)

"you two fucked up" mark said.

"i know" martinus said.

"now why can't you leave y/n alone?" he asked us.

i sighed, "do you really want to know"

"yes i do! you guys are crazy!"

"she almost died, 3 times, in the space of about 2 weeks, now she's harming herself in hopes of being with her mum one day soon, we saved her life, 4 times."

"it doesn't add up"

"we saved her yesterday, she said it herself, and then three times before, she had awful accidents, we would donate blood to her, her her to hospital on time and so on, so she wouldn't die in her own house, on her own, in an unknown town. we are the reason she's here, but she just can't stand us now, we always fuck up" i said as martinus nodded.

marks face went all sad and serious.

"now we are trying to stop her from self harm."

our conversation was paused with a phone call.

"one second boys" marks said, answering the call.

"hello? yes it's her manager and producer"

me and martinus looked at eachother.

'her'? y/n?

"she's invited to the grammies?"

"oh my god that's amazing" mark said.

"it's in LA? thought so.. when? two weeks? okay send me all the information on my email, thank you! bye- oh, what was that sorry?"

me and martinus were shocked.

during our studio session y/n was invited to the grammies.  wow. pure shock.

"and marcus and martinus?"

me and martinus looked at eachother, as if we were screaming in excitement.

"and they host?"

we got even more excited.

"amazing! thank you!" the call ended.

"boys.."

"MARK" we both said, going in and hugging him tightly.

"well i'll have to call y/n and tell her"

we nodded as he called her.

"hello?" he put her on loud speaker.

i could tell she was crying, i could hear her sniffing.

"y/n! you alright?"

"yeah yeah! what's up?"

"i have good news"

"huh! what is it" she said.

"you've been invited to the grammies"

"oh! the norwegian grammies?"

"no no, the grammies in LA. in two weeks."

silence.

"stop" she said, making everyone laugh.

"wait, you mean like the grammies grammies?" me and martinus laughed quietly when she said 'grammies grammies'

"yeah! grammies grammies y/n"

"stop." she said again.

"i'm gonna cry"  she said.

"i'm so excited, when are we leaving?" she asked.

"i don't know, like 6 days before the grammies? then we can always stay there for a while after"

the phone microphone was almost broken with her screaming.

we all laughed.

"that's amazing"

"yeah marcus and martinus are gonna host" he said.

silence again.

"that's cool" y/n said in a neutral tone, definitely less excited now.

"well, we will visit some designers there too"

"that's amazing um.. i have to go mark, let me know all the details when you find everything out"

"will do! bye y/n"

"bye" she said

the phone call ended .

mark sighed.

"she wasn't as excited when i mentioned you"

"right.." martinus said.

"you're gonna have to work on that reletionship with her"

"yep"