Okay, here is another requested story; this one is going to be a two-shot. If any of you are readers of my story 'Making Carlos Happy' I'm sorry I haven't been updating very quick, I'm waiting for inspiration to whack me in the face. Anyway, I do NOT own BTR, and enjoy.

"Come on guys, we're late!" Logan exclaimed as he paced in front of the bright orange couch.

"Look at the rain!" Carlos yelled as thunder boomed from the sky, he screamed and jumped into James arms. James quickly gave his smaller friend the 'did you really just do that?' look before setting him down again.

"Besides, we're not that late, we'll just have to work extra without as many breaks." Kendall pointed out little did he know how late they actually were,

"Kendall, we're almost an hour-and-a-half late." Logan said flatly as he stopped in front of Kendall to glare at him. After hearing that, Kendall almost choked on the water he was guzzling down.

"Let's go! I'm not going to sacrifice all of our breaks just because it was raining!" James yelled before grabbing their coats and throwing each one to its owner. Carlos tapped his helmet twice before heading out of the door, followed by Kendall, Logan and James. Sprinting through the pouring rain, the boys shivered and yelled at Logan as he tried to open the car door; once it was open the foursome practically dived inside. They peeled their coats off and kicked them to the floor before fastening their seat belts and beginning the drive to Roque Records.

"Logan; can I turn the heating on?" Kendall asked from his place in the passenger's seat,

"Yeah, sure, whatever." Logan muttered, concentrating on where he was going. The road was slick and Logan was finding it hard to keep the car under control, his heart pounded in his chest and the palms off his hands were all sweaty as he realised that he couldn't see through the rain. James and Carlos were arguing over whose fault it was that they were late, and Kendall was humming 24/Seven under his breath, Logan felt himself getting angry and annoyed.

"Guys! Will you shut the hell up?! I can't concentrate with you three making noise, now shut it!" Logan yelled, feeling guilty afterwards but it worked. "Sorry, guys, but I really need to concentrate, okay?"

"Okay sorry Logan." James, Kendall and Carlos said the same time.

"Dude, are you okay?" Kendall asked Logan, Logan was breathing heavily and he was sweating all over, panicking.

"Yeah, it's just that I can't see properly because of the rain." Logan told his blonde friend, forcing a shaky smile. Lightning bolts danced across the sky and thunder boomed all around, heavy rain poured form the dark sky, it was nightmarish.

"Just try your best, because that's all you can do." Kendall reassured the small brunette. Logan nodded, not taking his eyes of the road for a second. Logan braced himself to turn around a sharp corner when the car began drifting the wrong way,

"I'm so sorry guys," Logan cried as he knew what was coming, "I can't control the car!" before anyone could answer, the car was spinning in tight circles on the slick road, screams filled the vehicle until they hit a lamppost, then it went silent until another car went into the side of their own. Crunching and scraping sounds where heard, all metallic. Then there was complete silence, all four boys lying unconscious and in bad condition.

Kendall was the first to awaken, he groaned loudly as all the pain came rushing back to him at once. His breathing was all over the place and quite honestly the blonde boy had no idea what to do so he did what came naturally.

"Guys?" Kendall croaked out, expecting to hear groans and moans in response, nothing. No amount of preparing could save saved Kendall from what he saw when he turned to his left, Logan, battered and bleeding. He lay perfectly still, for a moment Kendall believed he was dead but the slowly rising and falling of his chest assured him that there was still hope. Logan's left leg wasn't in a natural position and his head was bleeding, heavily. Kendall whimpered as he slowly turned around to see the back of the car bashed up, glass shattered everywhere, he caught a glimpse of Carlos and James before quickly turning around, he felt physically sick when he saw what condition they were all in. Kendall pulled his battered seat belt off and coughed violently as he opened his door, he needed to get help. Kendall screamed as his body moved, he could tell straight away that he had broken some ribs, as well as his right leg and his ankle and maybe his left arm. Screaming in agonizing pain, Kendall dragged himself out of the car and breathed heavily as his tired and broken body crawled nearer to unconsciousness. Shaking his head, he whimpered as tears fell down his dirty face, quickly getting washed away by the pouring rain.

All Kendall knew was that he had to get help; he looked around and saw Roque Records wasn't far from where he was. Kendall began violently coughing and fell to the floor, glass burying itself into the palms of his hands; blood stained the grey-coloured floor. Little did he know it was his own blood, he pushed himself up and felt adrenaline surge through his entire body, with one final scream of pain; he limped as fast as he could to Roque Records. It was about one block away, with adrenaline still going strong, Kendall ignored the pain, all he knew was that he had to help his friends; there were no two ways about it. As Kendall limped he finally saw the stairs to get into the studio around the back of the building.

"Help!" Kendall screeched; his voice horse and not sounding very loud because of the pain he was in. As Kendall placed a hand around his aching torso, he felt one of his ribs poking out at an unnatural angle, he looked down and saw his clothes torn and blood staining them. None of this should have happened, he shouldn't have pressured Logan, he should've waited for the storm to die down like Logan said, why did he have to be so stupid?! Kendall immediately pushed the thoughts out of his head as he realised he was slowing himself down. With one last push, he dragged himself up the metal stairs; Kendall sat on a step then pulled himself up to the next one, only using his good leg and good arm to climb them.

Kendall leaned against the door to push it open, his body was in so much pain and he desperately needed to get his friends help, he dragged himself across the carpeted floor, leaving a trail of blood. He dragged himself around the corner and almost collapsed on various occasions, as he neared the dance studio he could hear Gustavo's angry rant about how they were late, it was now or never for Kendall.

"Those, stupid DOGS, better HURRY THEIR LAZY BUTTS UP or I'm gonna-" Gustavo as cut short as Kendall screamed for help,

"Help!" Kendall began sobbing, "HELP!" He screamed as loudly as he could,

"What the hell?" Gustavo muttered thinking it was another trick until he saw Kendall lying there, barely conscious, blood pooling away from him.

"Kendall!" Kelly screeched, "We've gotta get you help, what happened?!"

"Car crash… one block away… help them… by… big corner… the others." Kendall gasped out, suddenly screaming as he pain level increased and the adrenaline wore away.

"I just called for an ambulance, they're on their way to help the others, and there is another one for you too, Kendall. Stay with us buddy." Gustavo spoke calmly, in too much shock to shout. Within minutes, the paramedics arrived, Kendall was barely hanging on, he looked like death himself. Blood oozed out from his matted blonde hair, his right leg and ankle were twisted opposite ways and his ribs poked out at strange angles.

"My friends… help them!" Kendall sobbed out not wanting help before his brothers.

"We got them buddy, thanks to you, they'll all be fine. They're a little banged up, but they're gonna live. You just wait and see." One of the paramedics smiled as she checked him over to see what she was dealing with.

"Thank you." Kendall muttered, everything began going numb, it started with his legs and the feeling travelled up his body until he couldn't feel pain. Then his hearing began fading then his sighed went white then black, knowing his friends were safe, he drifted away.

"WE'RE LOOSING HIM!" one of the paramedics yelled, pulling the stretcher holding Kendall out the door and down the ten steps Kendall had dragged himself up before loading him into the van and speeding to hospital, sirens blazing and Kelly and Gustavo shocked. What had just happened? Were the others okay? Should they follow the ambulance? Should they call Mrs Knight? And most importantly, was Kendall even alive?

I haven't got time right now to finish this off so I'm going to leave it here and update as soon as I possibly can, lol, sorry about the cliff-hanger….

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