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Logan laid in his bed staring at the ceiling, thinking silently to himself so he wouldn't wake Kendall. If Kendall only knew what he was pondering about, he'd probably hatch some plan to "help out" Logan...

Logan's POV

Damnit, I couldn't get him off my mind. The way he smiled at everything, that cute loveable face! Yes, I was thinking about my best friend, Carlos Garcia, and I couldn't believe it. Wait a second, I'm not gay! So why am I thinking about him like this? I'd felt this way ever since this morning...

"Kendall, I'm going to take a shower. You should get up too; Gustavo said he had a big meeting to have with us."

"Sure, whatever," Kendall snorted. "Just go take your fucking shower and let me sleep!"

"Oh, to hell with your sleepy ass!" I shouted at him. I didn't care if he was cursing me out as I left the room. Kendall was always a jackass when he woke up.

I walked in the bathroom without thinking anyone was in it. I was getting ready to strip down, I had already disposed of my shirt, when someone caught my attention.

"Uh, Logan, dude, ummm..."

I quickly looked up to see Carlos standing there with nothing but a towel wrapped around him. Normally, this would have no effect on me, but he just stood there. I felt my cheeks getting hot and my mouth getting filled with saliva. Carlos' bare chest was so appealing, the way his tan body made me feel inside...

"Logan, well, this is kind of awkward...well I'm gonna go get dressed before we are late and Gustavo causes another West Side Earthquake...so yeah..." Carlos said as he made his way to the door and exited.

"DAMNIT!" I yelled as I snapped back to reality. Then I looked at the window and it was bright outside. I must have fell asleep thinking about that morning.

Kendall groaned and glared at me. "What the hell is wrong with you now?"

"Aww, shut up!" I snapped at him. "We're off today, so lets hit the pool."

"Oh that sounds wonder-r-r-fulllllll," Kendall managed to say while yawning and stretching. I chuckled and started to put some clothes on.

James'POV

"Carlos, get out of the kitchen; you know you suck at cooking." I told Carlos from the living room.

"At least I don't have a different can of hairspray for every day of the week," Carlos said.

I gave him a dagger-ish look. I hated it when people brought my babies into the discussion. "Don't push your luck, Helmet-Head, it takes preparation and work to get fine hair like this."

"Oh yeah, I forgot. Maybe I should give that a try," Carlos exclaimed; an obvious sense of sarcasm in his voice. "Hey, look Kendall and Logan are up."

"Good morning, guys-Oh GOD, Carlos please don't tell me you're making breakfast!" Kendall said; his eyes wide open.

"Carlos, please don't tell me you're making breakfast...nheh!" Carlos said back childishly. "If you don't want my cooking, you're more than welcome to eat cereal."

"Good idea!" Kendall replied, making his way to the cabinet and pulling out some corn flakes.

I looked at Logan, who had sat down on the other side of the orange sofa I was chilling on. "Dude, what's up with your face, you look like you had a crazy dream or something."

Logan looked up at me. "Yeah, I kind of had a rough night thinking about Ca-!"