Hey guys! Chapter 4 is here! WOO HOO! Only two more chapters to go and then I get to give you chapter 7! :) I don't know why, but I'm excited for that. :D Any of you excited for Big Time Merchandise this upcoming Monday? I'm excited! Action Kendall is funny… I wonder if the other dolls are as funny as Kendall's… Maybe. :)

Anyway, here's Chapter 4. Enjoy!

Carlos rocked back and forth, his legs brought up to his chest, warm tears streaming down his face. Kendall had gone quiet. No more giggles or silly words escaped Kendall's lips. Carlos wanted so badly to stand up and see if his best friend was okay, but he couldn't bring himself to do so. Seeing Kendall like he had had shaken him up. It was just so scary to see his little brother so lost.

"Carlos? Is everything all right?" He suddenly heard Logan shout from somewhere downstairs.

Carlos sighed out of relief. Logan and James were back, which meant he didn't have to face this alone. His eyes were glued to the closed bedroom door. When it swung open he gasped, tears once again rolling down his cheeks. When James saw the terrified look in Carlos' face, he kneeled down next to the smaller boy and wrapped his arms around him, whispering comforting words into his ear.

"Come on, buddy." James scooped up the shorted teen in his arms and cradled him to his chest like he had with Kendall the night before. He laid Carlos down on Logan's bed and brushed back his black hair.

"James, he's burning up!" Logan gasped as his hand landed on Kendall forehead. "Quick, get me some Nyquip, a thermometer, a washcloth, an ice pack! Just bring me everything!"

James didn't have to be asked twice. In a matter of seconds he was out of the room, his feet stomping against the wooden floor. Carlos just stared, his eyes still full of tears.

"Kendall? Kenny, wake up, buddy," Logan whispered as he gently slapped Kendall's warm cheek. The blond made no sound; he was dead to the world. His breathing, however, came out in deep, shallow breaths. Logan couldn't help but worry for his younger friend's health. "Come on, Kenny!"

"Logan, I'm scared," Carlos whispered, his eyes now glued to his two best friends. "He was saying really weird stuff."

"I know, 'Litos. But he'll be fine. We just have to . . ." Logan was cut-off as James ran back into the room. A bucket filled to the top with medical stuff was held tightly to his chest with both hands. Logan sent Carlos a sympathetic look before turning to James. "James, can you hand me the thermometer?"

"Sure," James responded. He dug his hand inside the bucket for a few seconds before coming back up with the beeping device in his hand. "Here you go."

"Thanks." Logan smiled as he took the thermometer from James and slowly placed it inside Kendall's mouth. All three boys watched with worried eyes as Kendall slowly started to stir. His eyebrows seemed to knit together in pain, and soon his eyes fluttered open. A small whimper-like sound escaped the pale boy's lips as he stared up at Logan with confusion. James and Carlos gathered around the two boys, concern filling them both.

The blond was ready to open his mouth to speak when the thermometer suddenly beeped. Logan quickly took it out and stared at the small numbers in silence.

"What does it read?" James whispered from his left.

"103.9," Logan said in a low voice. His face was now pale with worry. He stared at his younger friend and stroked back his dirty blond bangs. Kendall's eyes were filled with pain and glazed with a raging fever. "How are you feeling, bud?" he asked calmly.

"I feel bad, Logie," Kendall whimpered. Both of his arms were now wrapped around his tummy, and he held a look of discomfort on his face. Logan could see the shiny, watery tears gathering around Kendall's light green eyes. It hurt him to see that his little buddy was in so much pain and suffering.

"Do you want some medicine, Kendall?" James said as he fished around in the bucket for the bottle of Tylenol he and Logan had bought on the way home. Kendall shook his head in response. "Come on, just a bit," James tried to reason with the sickened boy.

"Will it make me throw up again?" was the first question that popped out of Kendall's mouth.

James turned to Logan with a questioning look. "Of course not." Logan sighed as he ran his fingers through his dark brown hair. Hearing this, Kendall bit his lip and nodded. James just smiled warmly as he filled the little medicine cup halfway to the top. Logan and Carlos helped Kendall sit up in bed, and soon he had the little cup held weakly in his trembling fingers.

"Just drink it, Kenny," Carlos encouraged. He rubbed Kendall's shoulder and smiled.

"M'kay." Kendall raised the cup to his lips and slowly drank down the medicine, his face turning a light pink when he realized all eyes were on him.

"That wasn't so bad now, was it?" James chuckled as he handed a glass of water to Kendall. The water inside it spilled as Kendall's hands continued to shake. All three boys frowned at noticing this. It wasn't a surprise when Logan was the one to break the uncomfortable silence.

"Kendall, are you alright? You're shaking so much," the brunette asked, a frown plastered on his face. Carlos and James nodded with worry.

"I'm just really cold," Kendall responded. The glass in his hand continued to shake like crazy, and was soon lying on the ground, shards of glass and water spilled all over the carpeted floor. "I-I'm sorry," Kendall's voice shook and tears rolled down his cheeks. Carlos wrapped his arms around the younger boy and brought him close, his fingers running through those blond locks of his, and his hand rubbing small circles on the shaking boy's back.

"Shh, it's okay, Kenny. It's okay, it doesn't matter. We'll clean it up, don't worry," Carlos cooed into Kendall's ear.

Kendall buried his face in the crook of Carlos' neck and sobbed quietly while James and Logan cleaned up the mess he had made. His cries were quiet and muffled, but it broke the boys' heart to hear their best friend cry. Kendall rarely ever cried, and when he did it was in times like these. Kendall only cried when he was feeling either extremely stressed, super sick, or both.

"Kendall, please stop crying," Carlos whispered, feeling guilty for the loud sobs clawing up Kendall's throat. The younger boy sniffled and cried, his arms now wrapped around Carlos. His whole body shook, and his eyes burned from so much crying. His throat burned. Shivers ran up and down his body. It was like his whole immune system had completely shut down, and all that was left was a saddened and confused sixteen-year-old teen.

"Is he okay?" James asked. He sat down beside Kendall and Carlos, watching as Kendall's body wracked with sobs. He gently pulled Kendall away from Carlos and held him close, rubbing his arm and cradling him to his chest. Kendall continued to shake and sob. James had no idea what to do. He had never seen Kendall so broken before.

"Here, give him to me," Logan murmured as he took a seat in between James and Carlos. He wrapped Kendall in a hug and with two fingers lifted his chin up, their eyes meeting. "What's wrong, buddy?" he asked softly, as if fearing that if he spoke too loud Kendall would break apart right before his very eyes.

"M-my tummy hu-hurts!" Kendall sobbed in pain.

"Are you gonna throw up?" the brunette asked in alarm.

"I don't know, b-but it hurts, Logie!"

Without another word, Logan helped Kendall get to his feet. It worried him how Kendall could barely stand up on his own two feet without his assistance. Taking notice of this, James lifted the smaller boy into his arms and hurried to the bathroom. All three boys stood and watched as Kendall kneeled down in front of the toilet and threw up the little food he had in his stomach. It was after about five minutes that the tall teen stood up in wobbly legs, one arm wrapped around his middle and the other flushing the toilet. Sweat ran down his forehead and frustrated tears swam in his eyes.

"Come on, Kenny," James whispered as he once again carried Kendall in his arms bridal style towards his bed. Slowly and carefully he laid the boy down on his bed. Logan grabbed Kendall's blanket and tucked him in.

"Close your eyes, Kendall. Try to get some rest," James said, running his hands through Kendall's hair.

"Jamie." Kendall stretched out his arms and smiled, his fingers wiggling in front of him. James smiled before leaning forward and giving his smaller friend a gentle squeeze.

"Carlitos," Kendall whispered as he stretched his arms out once again. Instead of just leaning down and giving him a hug, Carlos practically fell on top of the younger boy, squeezing him tight. Kendall couldn't help the smile that came to his face. Carlos could always put a smile on his face.

"Logie," Kendall croaked out. Logan faced the blond, his eyes filled with concern because of how raspy Kendall's voice sounded. "Hug?" Logan couldn't say no to that face. Kendall's bottom lip trembled, his cheeks were flushed a light pink because of his fever. The sick look made him look even more childlike; in a way it made him look more innocent.

"Hug." Logan smiled as his arms wrapped around Kendall's waist. Kendall buried his face into Logan's chest and let more tears fall. And then and there he cried himself to sleep in the safety of Logan's arms.

KOGAN! Yeah, I added some Kogie bromance! I LOVE Kogie bromance! :D

So, I might write a story for James' birthday, the problem is that I'm out of ideas. Do any of you guys have any ideas? If you do, feel free to tell me in your review or PM, because I've got nothing. I can't guarantee that I'll use it, but I might if I like it, and if I don't get any ideas of my own by Monday.

So yeah… Please send me any ideas you might have. :P

Thank you for reading! Please review.

~ BigTimeRush-BTR :)