Disclaimer: I don't own BTR or the cast.

Author note: a big thanks to Jasmine n9 for writing and helping me with the story.

Katie's POV

I woke up the next morning. I was welcomed by the sound of Kendall's coughs. I ran to him as fast as I could. His nose was red and looked sweaty.

"Still have the fever?" I asked as I quirked a brow.

"Yeah." he replied with a stuffy nose. I ran into the kitchen looking in the cabinets. I was looking for the cold medicine. I wonder if mom did bring some. I was still looking around. I didn't find any sadly. I was wondering if I could ask Camille if she had any.

"Kendall!" I hollered across the room as I put my jacket on. It's hot in California, and sometimes the air conditioning can get overboard.

"I'm going to see Camille to see if she has some medicine I can give you. Kay?"

"Be back quickly. I can't wait forever." He said followed by a cough. I ran down the halls. I was searching for a room with the number and letter 2R.

"Aha!" I said with success. I rang the doorbell and took a step back.

"Who is it?" I heard a cheery voice behind the door.

"It's me Katie, Kendall's little sister." I answered wondering if she could hear me between the thick doors. As she opened the door, I saw something light green and it looked hard yet slimy on her face.

"AHHHHH!" I screamed.

"WHAT?! WHAT?!" she said looking around her cautiously.

"Oh it's just you." I sighed in relief.

"Hardy har har. So funny." She answered Sarcastically.

"What do you want Katie?" she answered with her lips moving only a bit.

"Kendall's sick and I was wondering if you have any medicine that I can use." I asked politely. Yeah I know this isn't my usual self, but Camille's on the tough side.

"Sure, leme get it." I saw her walk towards the cabinet.
"Make yourself at home while I find it." she said looking through her cabinet for some medicine. I walked in and plopped myself on the couch. I looked around and found myself some entertainment. I saw a scrapbook with Logan's face on it.

"Hmm..." I said as I hummed while looking through the scrapbook. I found some embarrassing pictures of Logan. I started to laugh. But I had to hide it. That was the hard part. One of the pictures had Logan's swim trunks pulled off from Kendall. I remembered that time. I was also at the pool. They had a prank war like they use to. It was pathetic and yet funny. I'm just saying I could do better.

"Here you go!" said Camille closing her cabinet. I quickly closed the scrapbook and threw it on the coffee table.

"Thanks Camille." I said taking the medicine. I stormed off into the halls to 2J again.

"Kendall I'm back!" I hollered again. I wonder if Kendall will ever get better.

"I got the medicine Ken!" I got the big spoon mom had when she tried to make me drink medicine when I pretended. I had trouble reaching the cabinet. Well, I was small to begin with. I got the spoon and came down. I grabbed the tray and put the med and the spoon on the tray. I walked towards Kendall's room.

"Come here nub." I said putting down the tray on the table beside his bed.

"You know what?" He started.

"I don't think I need that medicine." Kendall said as he pretended to be healthy. I knew he was sick. His nose was red. And his voice sounds muffled. Sit down! I said tackling him,

"But I don't want the medicine!" he whined.

"You're acting like a big baby!" I said as I wrestled him. I may be small, but I was tougher than I looked. And by the looks of it, Kendall was sick so I had an advantage. I pushed him on his bed and tucked him tight. I poured some medicine on the spoon. And slowly walked towards Kendall. He was struggling to break free.

"Open wide!" I said holding the spoon.

"Mmm..." He said closing his mouth. He hates medicine. I remember when Kendall was sick at the age of twelve. I was eight. He was sick. I think he had the cold. He was coughing non-stop. Ahh, memories. He acted like a big baby.

End of flash back. Anyway, I started screaming at him.
"C'MON KENDALL!" I started.

"TAKE IT LIKE A MAN!" I continued.

"IF YOU'RE GONNA ACT THIS WAY FOREVER, YOU CAN KISS YOUR CHANCES GOOD-BYE OF GETTING A GIRLFRIEND!" I ended.

"B-but I-" He stuttered.

"Leme take your temperature first..." I said walking towards him with a thermometer in my hand.

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