Previously,

Logan was continually giving him concerned looks which he just ignored while trying to stare at the teacher and now even James was catching on to his low mood. Kendall knew James was extremely observant of people, especially of his best friends. So he should have known James would have caught on as quickly as Logan.

Kendall chose just to ignore them and hope they'd drop it. It was probably just a headache or some 24 hour thing, he wasn't worried so there was no need to worry his friends.

Besides, he was Kendall bloody Knight, he didn't get sick.

Chapter 2

Logan knitted his eyebrows together in a concern as he watched his blonde leader struggle to keep his eyes open. He tried not to roll his eyes at the boy when Kendall tried to discreetly cough into his sleeve only to be unsuccessful.

All day Kendall had been acting odd and Logan didn't like it one bit. This morning he came to school, tired and flustered, then throughout the day had been showing signs of only one thing, illness. Logan cringed at the very thought of their leader being sick.

Kendall hated being sick.

While everyone hated it, Kendall despised the very thought of sickness and refused to let it dominate him. Kendall was the leader. He was proud. He wouldn't let some illness tell him what he could and couldn't do. It would be giving in and that was something Kendall didn't do.

Logan loves Kendall, they all did. But he hated how proud he could be sometimes. Kendall refused to ask for help and when people offered it, he really didn't appreciate it. Kendall was proud, he could look after himself. At least that's what he told himself.

Although while Kendall thought he could look after himself, Logan seriously doubted it sometimes. He hated the way Kendall tried to act all tough and independent all the time. When would he learn that sometimes it was okay to ask for help?

"Kendall?" Logan hissed and threw a wadded up ball of paper at the blonde.

Kendall looked up from his yawn when the paper collided with his head and glared at Logan, "What?" He hissed back.

"You good?" Logan asked concern evident in his eyes.

Kendall rolled his eyes and nodded, trying to shake Logan off his tail. He turned back to his math paper and tried his best to focus on the questions whilst Logan's eyes burnt holes in the back of his head.

Logan frowned when Kendall ignored his question and watched the boy barely keep his eyes open while working. Logan didn't like being ignored.

Not sure what else to do, because clearly focusing on his own work wasn't working he threw another balled up paper at Kendall's head, hitting directly on target. He wasn't sure what the purpose of hitting Kendall with paper exactly was. Clearly it wasn't going to get Kendall to confess or open up any time soon and if he could assume anything it was that he was probably just making the boy's headache worse. Nonetheless he continued to do it, even if it was just get a rise out of his leader. It was better than nothing at all. This time when Kendall felt the ball hit him he just looked up annoyed and threw the paper back, smack between Logan's eyes.

He frowned, he probably should have seen that one coming.

Before Kendall went back to his work though Logan didn't miss the glassiness in his eyes or the bangs beneath them. If the blonde really was sick then he was going to have to tread carefully.

Logan however was pulled out of his thoughts when a balled up piece of paper hit him, only this time on the side of his head and from a completely different direction from Kendall. He turned to see James looking at him concerned two tables away. James must have been watching the entire thing. The pretty boy mouthed 'what's wrong?'.

Logan sighed, "Nothing," He whispered. For now it was probably better to keep any concerns he had to himself, at least until he was sure. Although from the look on James's face, Logan had a feeling they were thinking the same thing.

-/-/-

After class Logan stayed back to talk to the math tutor while James and Kendall eagerly left the room, wanting nothing more than to go home.

"Math was brutal," James complained walking in sync with Kendall to their lockers where they'd meet Carlos and Logan.

"Yea," Kendall replied tiredly.

"I didn't know anything," James whined.

"When do you?" Kendall smirked.

James frowned but it turned into concern when he actually took in his leader's features properly. Kendall looked tired, more tired than usual as his eyes glassed over and he walked without his usual confident demeanor, "You okay man?" James asked concerned.

Kendall tried not to let the laugh escape him sound bitter, "I'm fine James, just a bit tired,"

James frowned not completely convinced, but decided to let it go for now. James trusted that Kendall knew what he was doing, although he worried that he was putting a little too much faith in the boy. Everybody knew how much Kendall prided himself on his independence and confidence, anything remotely close to tearing that down would ruin him. Of course not physically, but James understood how much Kendall didn't like to be fussed over or babied. On more than one occasion he had witnessed the boy avoid situations that he deemed as weak, only to end up in the position later. He really shouldn't delay the enviable, James thought. If he really was sick he should probably just give in and let them, along with Mama Knight deal with it. That's what was going to happen eventually. It always happened. As if they were going to let their undying leader wallow and suffer in self pity and illness by himself.

James tried not to chuckle aloud at the thought of Kendall blushing brightly at Mama Knight fussing over him and force feeding him chicken soup. It highly amused him to see his best friend in situations that made him squirm in embarrassment. It wasn't often they happen, with Kendall being so proud and all, so James like to take the Mickey out of him every time they did. James would just ride it, eventually Kendall would have to be knocked off his high horse and allow them to help him. While he wanted nothing more than to see his blonde friend at full health and ordering the hockey team around, he won't knock looking after the boy for a while, he sure could use it.

"If you say so Ken-doll," James smirked as Kendall frowned, loathing the stupid nick name.

"Ready for hockey practice guys!" Carlos appearing out of nowhere exclaimed bouncing on the balls of his feet.

Kendall jumped in surprise at Carlos's arrival and groaned, "I forgot about hockey practice,"

The last thing in the entire world he wanted to do was run around the ice while barking orders at team mates that refused to listen or where just too stupid to actually do anything right. His head was pounding, he felt nauseous and the only thing he really wanted to do was curl up in his warm, soft bed and let his mom feed him soup.

He sighed, knowing the moment he admitted to any kind of illness all hell would break loose. He couldn't and refused to show that kind of weakness, knowing the moment he did, not only would he be letting his team down tomorrow and fall behind in too much subjects he would never live down the endless worrying, babying and mollycoddling he would receive. Not only from his Mom but all three of his friends who didn't like to admit they were total mother hens when it came to their best friends.

"You still good?" James smirked at the blonde, eyeing him down.

Kendall frowned and squirmed a little under the pretty boy's gaze, "Yes, of course," He faked easily.

"Hockey practice it is," James laughed.

"Where's Logan?" Carlos asked confused.

"Talking to Mr. Defro, something about the theory of Pi equaling 7 over squared 4 or some other nonsense," James replied.

Carlos made a disgusted face, "Ugh, math is just a theory!"

Kendall laughed at the one, trust Carlos.

"You did not just call math a theory," A very annoyed Logan exclaimed approaching the boys at the locker.

"Yes I did," Carlos said smugly, "Because it is!"

"On what planet?" Logan asked.

"Here! Math has never been proven,"

Logan looked at the boy like he'd grown three heads, "You're kidding? Math isn't a theory, creationalism is a theory, you having a brain is a theory. Math is a proven science that works globally,"

"Science is also a theory," Carlos replied.

Just as Logan looked like he was either going to blow up or cry in frustration Kendall stepped in between them, "Come on guys we have hockey and if you two don't knock it out you'll both be doing laps," he grinned.

Logan rolled his eyes as Carlos poked his tongue out, "Child," Logan muttered.

When it was Carlos's turn to roll his eyes Logan turned to Kendall as once again concerned filled him seeing the blonde. Logan could feel his doctor senses run wild and wondered what it would take to get Kendall to admit he wasn't well.

"You gonna be okay for hockey?" He asked.

Three sets of eyes settled on the blonde waiting for a response and Kendall groaned frustrated, "Of course I'll be fine. I'm fine! I wish people would quit asking me that," he snapped and quickly bolted down the hall. Obviously this day was just continuing to get worse by the moment. He was fine! Clearly he was fine! Would his friends just leave him alone for one minute? They were such worry-warts. Its not like he was going to collapse and die this very moment. He was feeling a bit off, that was all. He was tired. Simple. It did not require there constant concerned looks, pity gazes or multiple questions of 'are you okay?' Did he really look that crap that he needed that?

Kendall frowned as he sped walked down the corridor. Maybe he looked worse then he felt.

Or maybe he was just as bad as he felt and constantly denying it was going to get him nowhere.

No, he decided. He was fine. The more he kept telling himself that, the more likely it was to come true.

James and Logan just sighed in union and followed the now very cranky leader, but Carlos was a bit more then confused, "He's not fine is he?" Carlos asked.

Logan and James just shrugged, "Come on guys!" Kendall snapped when the three boys trailed behind him.

"He's grumpy when his sick," James muttered annoyed.

This was going to be a long session.

I am a terrible, terrible person. It's been like, what, months? All I can say is, I'm sorry and I hope it doesn't happen again. The thing was I really didn't want to update this until I finished BTS II, but that literally only has one more chapter that I can just not write! It refuses to come. So I decided that screw it, I'll just start updating this. I really like this story.

This chapter was a bit of a filler, but the next few are pretty good (tooting my own horn) I promise they'll be up soon.

On a different note Elevate was awesome! I love 'You're Not Alone', its insanely good. Also, I CANNOT be more jealous of people in America right now. If Big Time Rush touring wasn't enough to be jealous of, One Direction will be joining them! God damn it! I would probably sell my soul to see both BTR and 1D on the same night, same stage…. That's just too much hotness and adorableness to handle. Maybe it's a good thing, I might die.

Anyway I really appreciate the people sticking with me. I promise to try not to flake out again and have some more chapters up soon. Also ideas for BTS II would be awesome and MMFLSE readers should probably put in some kind of two cents too ;)

I love you guys! :D Thank you a million.