Chance: A one shot

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Morten 's bare feet stood on a floor of a studio. He was recording his new album. The workers were busy with their work and their lives where as he  was intimately into his musical work.

"I could be wrong,SO WRONG...." He sang as the instruments played in the background. "Maybe Maybe"was being recorded as a part of "Scoundrel Days" album.

Mags was playing the synth from his keyboard and Pål was working with his electric guitar. As he aced the notes that were difficult to obtain, he knew he was a genius. Morten was immensely proud of him.

He got a message notification from his phone (which was from you) yet he had to ignore it considering that he had to focus on your music. His priorities were on his work.

Everything was going well, until....

You heard a massive explosive sound coming from your front of the door.

A bomb blast had occurred in the studio.

There was panic and chaos everywhere. The manager Terry Slater called the emergency number, asking for ambulance and the fire fighters to arrive immediately as the casualties were severe and the fire was rapidly spreading all over the studio.

Magne's keyboard blasted in response to the flames which nearly disfigured his face but luckily, he moved away immediately before the explosion occurred.

Pål's guitar was in flames too,so were the other musical instruments.

A-ha was in a state of panic.

Just as he was leaving the studio amidst the growing chaos on the sprawl. Morten saw the notification he had earlier ignored.

"Hi Morten, it's me (y/n) ...I had something important to say . I wanted to talk to you but you were really busy. Can we meet up at the nearby café at 5pm? It's really important. it's about....me and you. Please try to be available. "

Morten sensed that you had a crush him. He began to blush , mainly because he had feelings for you too. You were just waiting for her to say it out. But yet , he doubted himself.

He later scrolled down to see another a voice message from another phone number ( which was in fact from you) , which was sent around 5 minutes before the blast had occurred. 

"MORTEN! PLEASE EVACUATE IMMEDIATELY! PLEASE TELL MAGS , PAL , TERRY AND ALL THE CREW AND EVERYBODY IN THE STUDIO TO EVACUATE IMMEDIATELY! I JUST SAW A GROUP OF MASKED MEN PLANTING A BOMB UNDER THE BASEMENT OF THIS BUILDING! I'M NOT JOKING! I WAS WAITING NEXT TO YOUR CAR IN THE BASEMENT AND I SAW THIS! AFTER THEY SAW ME CONTACTING THE BOMB SQUAD, THEY SEIZED MY PHONE! THEY BEAT ME TO  A PULP.PLEASE LEAVE THE BUILDING RIGHT NOW!! " " 

Morten's eyes widened. The blood in his veins began to boil . You were right after all , he thought. 

"I don't know if you'll hear this but....i love you Morten. i'm sorry but i fell for you. I know that you have an interest towards Carrie , that popular girl. I saw her talking to you a little more often than to me. So i can understand. She's amazing Morten. But...i just wish i was lucky enough to be like her...but sadly i'm not Carrie. But one thing is true , I really love you Morten. You are free to say no if you want and i'll respect that. Just...get out of this building ..please" 

He ran like crazy , and immediately headed to the basement , which was completely toppled down. Morten's jaw dropped. He knew there was nothing he could do , for the fact that he lost his only chance. 

To say that he loves you too , and not Carrie. 

His head bowed down in shame. His heart beat began to accelerate with anxiety and guilt - for the fact that he ignored your messages. 

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