HEY! You guys remember that sequel I promised for Delusional? Well, here it is! If you have not read Delusional yet, then I suggest you read it before reading this, though I don't think you'll need to read it in order to understand the sequel. Do whatever you want. Either way, here is Nothing Even Matters; the sequel to Delusional! A BIG TIME thanks to Ajay (KogiesGirl) for helping me with the story title. :D

Hope you guys enjoy this!

Kendall awoke in a daze; mind foggy with sleep and because of his rising fever. He could feel a body pressed up against him and an arm slung over his body. He could also feel the heat radiating off from the smaller body holding him close. It took him a couple of seconds for his vision to clear up, and for him to realize that the body holding him was none other than Logan's. A frown came to his face when he realized just how sick his best friend looked. His heart broke at the sight.

"Logie?" The blond gazed at his friend's limp body and nudged him on the side with his elbow. He watched with curious eyes as Logan smacked his lips together, then snuggling his face against the white pillow under his head. Kendall had to hold back the urge to coo at the sight. Logan was just too cute when he was sick, even he had to admit that.

Deciding that it was best to leave Logan to have a few more hours of sleep, Kendall quietly and slowly unwrapped Logan's arm from around him and sat up on the bed. He proceeded to swing his legs off of the edge of the bed, but was stopped by a hand wrapping around his slim wrist. Green eyes bore into chocolate brown eyes in a questioning matter. Kendall's left eyebrow rose in confusion. "Logan?"

"Where are you going?" Logan asked in a hoarse voice. He kept his grip on Kendall's wrist, fearing the younger boy would get out of bed. That was the last thing he wanted. He might have been sick and all, but he could clearly see that Kendall was equally as sick, if not worse.

Kendall's bottom lip quivered as he pouted. He blushed at the odd look Logan was giving him. He was caught red handed. "I just wanted some more chocolate pudding," he said innocently. Logan wanted to hit the boy behind the head at his response.

"Do you ever learn from your mistakes?" the brunette questioned the blond. "I gave you a pudding cup just this morning, and what happened?" Kendall eyed him guiltily. "Yeah, that's right. You threw up."

"I just wanted some more." Kendall sat back down on the bed and brought his knees up to his chest. He rested his head on top of them, letting his golden bangs fall over his watering emerald orbs. He was so tired of being sick and being babied. Tired of being vulnerable. He just wanted to be himself again. But it seemed like luck was never on his side.

Logan bit his bottom lip as a bolting pain penetrated his skull. He rubbed his thumbs against his temples and laid back down on the bed. "I'm sorry, Kendall. I know you're tired of this. If you want me to be honest, I am too. It's driving me crazy seeing you like this. I hate it. But it'll be over soon, you'll see."

"Not soon enough," Kendall mumbled under his breath.

Logan let out a shaky breath. Frowning, he reached forward and laid a hand on Kendall's shoulder. He gave the boy's shoulder a gentle squeeze, emitting a soft cry of pain from the younger boy. Logan cringed. "Still sore?" he asked, feeling guilty for his action.

"Yes." Kendall looked down at his hands and started to silently play with his fingers. "Logie, are you mad at me?" he asked after a couple of seconds of silence. Logan sighed. He should have seen this coming.

"Ken, of course I'm not mad at you. Why in the world would you think that?"

"Because I got you sick," Kendall said. He turned to look at Logan, tears already welling up in his eyes. Logan could clearly see the guilt eating away at the boy. He could see it in his eyes, and he wanted more than anything to take it away.

"Kendall," Logan whispered the younger boy's name. He brought his hand to lower Kendall's chin downward so that they were looking each other in the eyes. "You are not to blame for this, alright? I don't blame you. This is in no way your fault, and I need you to know that, Kenny. Please don't even think about it."

Kendall wiped away at his tears. Ever so slowly, he laid back down on the bed and curled up into a little ball. Smiling lightly, Logan pulled him closer, wanting to have the boy near him; to let him know that he was not alone in this.

With his arm around Kendall's back, Logan could feel the way Kendall's body shook with silent tremors. Kendall was clearly getting worse by the looks of it, and all Logan could do was hope that his little brother would feel better soon.

"Guys?"

Logan looked up from Kendall's shaking frame, to find that James stood in the doorway to their bedroom. He gave him a silent nod and motioned him to walk forward into the room. James did as he was told without a word, his eyes lingering on Logan and then on Kendall. "Everything okay?" he whispered to Logan.

"I think he's getting worse," Logan responded in a whisper.

"Who's' getting worse?" Carlos suddenly popped his head into the room, a giant frown on his face. He went over to the bed and took a seat; bringing his hand to stroke Kendall's bangs away from his face. "Kenny, how are you?"

Kendall unburied his face from Logan's chest and looked up at Carlos through glossy eyes. "Been better," he squeaked out. Logan and James shared a knowing look. Carlos looked down at his ill friend and wrapped his arms around him. Kendall accepted the hug as he melted against Carlos' warm embrace.

"Hey Loges?"

Logan's head snapped up again. "Yeah James?"

The long-haired brunette's eyes softened. "Are you feeling okay? You don't look so good, buddy." Without waiting for a response, he pressed the palm of his hand against Logan's clammy forehead and pouted. "Logie, you're burning up."

"I'll manage," Logan said, swatting James' hand away. James simply nodded, knowing very well how stubborn Logan could get. Instead of staring at Logan, he let his eyes rest back on Kendall, who lay limply in Carlos' arms.

"What–?"

"Shh," Carlos shushed the curious brunette. "He fell asleep."

Logan cocked his head to the side in order to take a better look at the blond. Sure enough, the youngest of the four was sleeping peacefully. James too took a look at the sleeping boy and ran his fingers through the smaller boy's fluffy, dirty blond locks. He smiled at the sight of his little buddy. He looked so innocent as he laid there with his head snuggled up against the crook of Carlos' neck.

"Give him to me," James whispered in Carlos' ear. The little Latino reluctantly let James take the boy away from him. The pretty boy took Kendall into his arms before lying him back down on the bed. Giving a light giggle, he tucked him in with a blanket and brushed away the bangs from his face. "I hate this," he whispered.

"So do I," Logan and Carlos said in unison.

James sighed. He stared at Kendall for a few more seconds before his gaze fell upon Logan. "Logie, off to bed," he instructed the shorter brunette.

"I am in bed," Logan said stubbornly.

"You know what I mean, Mitchell. Your OWN bed. Not Kendall's."

Smirking, Logan stuck his tongue out at James.

"Wanna play hardball, huh?" In one swift motion, James had scooped up Logan into his arms. The smaller boy let out a high-pitched squeal of surprise. Carlos was forced to cover his mouth in order to not let out a fit of giggles at the sight of his two best friends. Logan was tucked in his own bed in a matter of seconds much to his dismay. "Much better," James said with a grin.

Logan scuffed. "I hate you, man."

"And I love you!"

Logan squirmed as James leaned forward and planted a big, sloppy kiss on his forehead. "DUDE!"

"You're welcome!" With that, James skipped out of the room. "Get some rest!" he hollered from somewhere down the hall.

"Yeah, yeah." Logan rolled his eyes and turned to Carlos. He growled at the boy's goofy smile. "What are you so happy about?"

Carlos' eyes widened in shock. He gave Logan a thumbs up and ran out of the room without a single word. Logan fell back against his bed and closed his eyes. He really did need to get new friends.

Some Jagan bromance there. Lol. I couldn't help myself. It seemed funny to me what James did. xD Poor Logie though…

What were your thoughts on this? I hope you guys liked it! And make sure to check out Delusional if you haven't. :D Thank you!

~ BigTimeRush-BTR :)