Here you are! The story I promised y'all! I'll post the summaries at the top of each one, just so you can decide if it's an interest of yours or not. Let's start it off!

Number One: Stay With Me

Summary: Logan hits his head, and Kendall tries everything to keep him awake.

Logan and Kendall were walking down the sidewalk at the Palm Woods Park, hand-in-hand.

"What should we do tonight?" Logan asked his boyfriend, smiling, ear-to-ear. He already knew the answer.

"I suppose we could make out. Sound good to you?" Kendall smirked.

"That sound's gr— " Logan's sentence was interrupted by tripping on the raised edge of the sidewalk. He sprawled forward, towards the ground

He finally stopped falling forward, but only when his head slammed into a cement bench. "Logan!" Kendall called.

Logan sat up slowly, everything still wobbling around him. He gripped Kendall's elbows and stood up. He collapsed back on the bench.

"Logan? Can you hear me?"

There was a long pause. Kendall wasn't sure Logan was okay, and Logan wasn't sure Kendall was okay.

"Well, duh!" He said finally, laughing. Kendall relaxed, and sighed.

"Are you hurt?"

"Well, duh, Kendall! Seriously! Stop asking me these questions! If you smashed your head into cement… man… this hurts…" His head sort of went limp on his neck for a moment. Kendall wasn't sure what to do, so he shook Logan, trying to get him to come to. "Oh… right… hey…"

"Let's get you back to the apartment." He picked him up bridal style and carried him back to 2J.

He set Logan down on the couch. Logan curled his knees to his chest and yawned, trying to fall asleep.

"Kenny… I'm… so… t-tired…" He said, slowly drifting away.

But then, Kendall suddenly remembered the one thing his hockey coach had always said to do if you hit your head—stay awake. No matter if you were tired, you had to stay awake.

"Logan!" Kendall yelled, running to the couch, and shaking him awake.

"But, Kenny, I'm tired," he whined, pulling a blanked up over himself, "and my head hurts."

"I know, Loges, but we gotta take you to the hospital. You can't go to sleep."

"But I don't like doctors. You know that." Ironically, Logan always hated going to the doctors' but he really wanted to be one.

"I know, but you're going to… die if you go to sleep." That was true. Totally true.

"No I'm not… Stop being so… dramatical…" He said, being unlike his normal self and making up a word—another sign that Logan was totally tired and out of it.

"C'mon Logie, stay with me here." He slapped Logan's hand.

"Kenny, stop…" Logan pulled his hand away.

Kendall rolled his eyes, and got on top of Logan, tickling his feet and armpits and neck mercilessly, until Logan finally turned over and stopped laughing.

"Kendall. Stop." Logan closed his eyes, and tried to fall asleep but it was nearly impossibly with Kendall trying to wake him up, even though he was so tired.

Kendall sighed. So, he took his icy bottle of water, and dumped it on Logan's face. "What the heck was that for?" He yelled, bolting upright and standing. He dripped with water, as he rubbed his eyes, and put his hands on his hips.

"That was to get you to wake up. Now come on. We'll go get ice cream and make out after, I promise," Kendall pleaded. He held out his hand.

Logan grabbed it, loving the thought of tasting Kendall's chocolate mouth after ice cream. He rolled his eyes and gave in. "Oh, alright. But only if there's tongue." Logan smiled, more awake now, as Kendall led him into the elevator.

"Oh, trust me. There'll be tongue. Lots of tongue." Kendall smiled, and entwined his fingers with Logan's as they walked into the lobby together.

Logan was still tired and he still didn't want to go to the ER, but he had Kendall with him. And a promised make-out session. He guessed everything would be okay. And it would be.

There you go! The first one! Maybe I'll post another one-shot tonight, hopefully a sickfic. But if I don't, there will be one tomorrow. Review! PLEASE?

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