So, this is just something that popped into my head, and I just had to write it, seeing as it won't leave me alone. I'm not completely sure where this story is going to go, but we'll see when we get there, I guess. Reviews make me happy(and also make me update faster), so take a few minutes to tell me if you like what you're reading. :3

James's POV

You know that feeling you get when you're relaxing out in the sun, the way the rays warm your skin and just make you feel good? Well, if you don't, I feel sorry for you. In my opinion, tanning is just one of the many things you need to do in life. Life just wouldn't be worth living without it. I mean, having pale skin is just…ugh! It's a disgrace. The sun is here for a reason, people!

But, anyway, moving on. I am currently lying in my chair by the Palm Woods's pool, enjoying the sun. You can never be too tan, after all. I can't believe Kendall and Carlos are inside on such a beautiful day! Their excuse? It's too hot for them. It's their loss, I guess. And I can't hang out with Logan, either, because he's out getting groceries. I could have sworn he went grocery shopping last weekend... That's the thing about Logan; he's always off doing something. We finally have the weekend off, a whole weekend to ourselves, and he's gone. Speaking of Logan, he should be back by now…

My phone buzzes in my pocket, and I sigh. With my luck, it will be Kelly, telling me that for some reason on my day off, I have to head to Roque Records to record a new song. I fish around in my pocket until I have it in my hand, and then check the caller ID. It's Kendall.

"Yeah?" I answer it, slightly annoyed. This better not interfere with my tanning time.

"James? Come up to the apartment right away." Is he…crying?

" What's wrong? Kendall?"

"Just hurry…" I jump off of my chair, gather my things, and hurry to the elevator. Kendall almost never cries. My stomach does flips the whole way up, lip between my teeth. I wish he would have just told me what was wrong on the phone… As soon as the elevator doors open, I hurry into the hallway and to apartment 2J, pushing the door open. I freeze once I'm inside, my heart dropping to my stomach when I see the looks on everyone's face. Kendall and Carlos are on the couch, tears rushing down their cheeks, and Katie is sobbing, head buried in Kendall's shoulder. Ms. Knight has tears in her eyes as well, standing in the middle of the room, arms held close across her chest.

"What's going on?" I ask quietly, gently closing the door behind me. Ms. Knight steps forward, taking a deep breath.

"James, there's been an accident. The hospital called… Logan…he didn't make it." She says softly, arms wrapping around me. Something in me shatters, the breath whooshing from my lungs. It takes a moment for my brain to process the words, and once it does, I'm shoving away from Ms. Knight's embrace, anger boiling up in me.

"Is this some kind of fucking joke? It's not funny!" I shout, tears burning in my eyes. No one speaks. Ms. Knight doesn't even reprimand me for swearing, and that's when I know something's horribly wrong. Their silence is killing me. "I-it's a joke, right? Please tell me it's a joke."

"James, honey…" Ms. Knight says, stepping towards me once again. I can't breathe, my heart aching. This can't be happening. This isn't happening! I collapse onto the floor and break down in sobs, my whole body shaking. No, no, no. "Oh, honey…" Ms. Knight kneels next to me, arms wrapping around me once again, holding me close. I burry my face into her shoulder and just scream, the pain unbearable. Logan, the love of my life…is…gone? I close my eyes and just try to picture him, but I'm already starting to forget how he looks. I try so desperately to remember his smile, his eyes, him. All the things we never got to do… I never even got to say goodbye, never got to hold him in my arms one last time and tell him how much I love him, how much I'll miss him. Suddenly, Ms. Knight's arms don't feel so soothing. I feel trapped, helpless. I pull myself away, face red, and look up at my friends, still sitting on the couch, watching me. I hate the sympathetic looks in their eyes. They don't know the pain I'm feeling, how much it hurts.

"Stop looking at me like that!" I scream, pulling my knees up to my chest. "You don't know anything! I love him! I love him, and now he's gone! Don't pretend that you know what I'm going through!" My voice lowers to whisper. "Logan's not… He can't be… Oh, god." Kendall and Carlos just stare, unable to find words to say. I whimper, tears still rushing down my cheeks in a never ending stream. For what feels like forever, no one moves, or speaks. We all just sit there, letting ourselves grieve, and it's so unbearable. I regret not going to the store with Logan. He even asked me to go, and I refused. I could have been there with him in the end, maybe even could have saved his life. Eyes burning, my vision blurred, I shakily stand, walking forward slowly, heading to the couch. Kendall and Carlos both stand up as well, meeting me halfway, wrapping me in a tender hug. I was wrong to yell at them. Logan was their friend, too.

"He's gone," I sob. "Why him?"

"I don't know, James," Kendall says softly. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." It feels strange with just the three of us, empty. We're not us without him.

"James?" Ms. Knight calls softly from behind me, and I sniffle in response, turning my head to face her. "Would you like to go see him…say goodbye?" I blink a few times, trying to clear my head and answer her.

"What's the point? He's gone." I mutter, throat tight. "I can't…I can't see him like that."

"But, you love him," Kendall says gently. "You need to say goodbye. You can handle it; I know you can." I refuse to look at him, my gaze instead turned to the floor. He shakes me gently. "If anything, do it for Logan. He deserves it." And with that, I slowly nod my head, giving in. I want to see him, really I do, but the thought of seeing him dead is too much. But I also know that if I don't say goodbye, I'll regret it for the rest of my life.

"I'm going to call Gustavo and tell him about…what happened" Ms. Knight says. "And see if they can take us to the hospital. Logan took the car, so…" I nod again, and gently pull away from Carlos and Kendall, wiping the tears from my eyes.

"It's going to be okay, James," Carlos tells me, giving me one last hug, and I wish I could believe him.

So, there's chapter one. It's a bit of a short chapter, but the others will be longer, I promise. Once again, please review and let me know what you think. It would really mean a lot to me, seeing as I'm not too confident in my writing abilities, and I don't think I'm all that good at writing sad scenes like this one. But I'd love to hear what you guys have to say, so click that little button down there and make my day. :)