Sorry this is so long overdue meant for this to be finished after christmas but … yeah... got side tracked with Kidnapped and just recently gotten sick. But I'm all better now and will do my best with all my ongoing stories, PROMISE!
Enjoy! Oh and No! I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING!
"Hey, listen to me, Logie, you don't have to be scared. I'm here for you. And I promise you, I won't up and leave, you hear?" Carlos told him, putting an arm around his friend.
"Thanks, it means a lot to me Carlos. Not just you saying that. You're missing the Prank War, for me... I just... Thanks." Logan said, he could not describe how grateful he was that his friend decided to stay. He felt so lucky to have Carlos around.
"No worries. Now come here," Carlos said pulling him closer, "This way you'll know I'm still there."
"Thank you." Logan simply said as he laid his head on the Latino's shoulder.
"What do you wanna do?" Carlos asked him.
"What can I do?" Logan said and sighed, "Could you give me my iPod? I'd like to listen to some music. TV won't be the same."
"Sure, I'll be right back okay?" Carlos said, assuring the pale boy he was coming back. After Logan nodded he went to said boy's and Kendall's room to grab said iPod. When he got it he returned to the living room, where Logan had opted to lay down on the couch.
"Here's your iPod." Carlos said, putting it in the boys hands. "Right bud." Carlos said next, grabbing the ear-bud with an R on it and putting it in Logan's right hand. "Thanks." Logan said, "Sorry to-"
"Don't say it. I'm glad I can help you... for once... usually it's the other way around." Carlos stated.
"True." Logan agreed.
"Guess I can stop feeling like I'm taking advantage of you." Carlos said, glad he could finally do something in return.
"You felt like you took advantage of me?" Logan questioned.
"Well... yeah... All you did was help me out time and time again, yet there was nothing I could help you with for once... I felt bad about it." Carlos confessed.
"Hey, don't be. I love helping you guys out, and a simple 'thank you' is all I do it for." Logan assured him popping the ear-buds in. "But really Carlos, thank you."
Carlos smiled at his friend and grabbed the remote and pressed the on button on the TV screen and walked back to the couch. He lifted Logan's head and sat down, letting Logan's head rest on his lap. He'd do anything to make sure Logan knew he was there. If not for physical contact he'd make sure he'd make some sort of noise to assure his short friend he was still around.
"Thanks." Logan muttered again, a grateful smile on his face. Carlos smiled back, but then realized his friend couldn't see him anymore so he patted Logan on the chest, gently, as to not startle him. And with that Logan pressed play on his iPod, glad he memorized it inside out, and Carlos started channel surfing.
After about 20 min the door opened. Carlos looked over and started laughing immediately. The shaking of his body alerted Logan, who sat up and unplugged one of his ear buds.
"It's not funny!" James' high pitched shriek sounded, "This shirt cost a fortune! The Jeans too!" he continued in a high pitched voice as he wildly motioned to his clothes that were covered with... well something, his hair having been 'magically' missed.
"You guys were right, I should have put something old on for the Prank War." James said in a pouty tone.
"So you're out too I take it?" Logan questions.
"Dude! Just-" James was about to say but Carlos gave him a glare, his laughter having completely ceased, "What?"
"What 'What'?" Logan asks confused. Did something happen? What was James about to say? Was it some- ooohhh right, now he remembered. James was about to say 'just look at me' he guessed.
"Oh." Logan just stated.
"'Oh' what?" James asked this time.
"Dude-" Carlos began but Logan stopped him, "It's okay Carlitos, not like he knows yet."
"Know what?" James ask now completely confused, having temporarily forgotten the state his clothes were in.
"Jamie..." Logan began, not sure how to bring it to his friend. Upon hearing his nickname and the hesitant tone, James feared the worst thinking he either quit pranking altogether or they were banned from holding prank wars by Mrs. Knight, though what the pale boy said next, was way worse than he thought, "I... I'm blind Jamie. I... can't see."
"What?" James asked in disbelief. "N-no... it can't be..."
Logan just looked down as tears started to stream down his cheeks again. James came over and knelt in front of Logan, the only thing telling Logan where James was were his footsteps.
"Logie..." James asked looking into his eyes, which have dulled in color over the past few hours. Logan's eyes remained motionless. "No..." James muttered. Logan shot forward and wrapped his arms around James.
"I'm s-sorry J-Jamie." he stuttered through hiccups.
"It's okay. I-It's okay Logie, it's not your fault." James said, which surprised both of the shorter boys. They thought James'd start freaking about the band, how they had to go back to Minnesota. Instead he did the complete opposite. He held Logan close and let him cry. Carlos smiled at his taller friend, and then went in for a group hug, both assuring Logan they were there for him.
"Y-you're not mad?" Logan questioned after he stopped crying so much.
"Why would I be?" James questioned.
"B-because I-I may n-not be able to stay in Big Time Rush." Logan said.
"I know, but it will come to an end someday anyway. You guys are more important to me than a stupid band. There are lots of ways to become famous." James told him.
"Wow... that's deep James." Carlos and Logan told him in unison.
"I have my moments." James smiled proudly.
"To be honest..." Logan started, "I expected this to be Kendall's reaction and his yours, well sort of, since he still doesn't know and all..." Logan said with a slight yet sad, chuckle.
"What?" James asked, not yet having heard what Kendall said. Logan explained to him what Kendall had said and he looked vivid after the short boy finished.
"That idiot!" he exclaimed. clearly enraged. "When I get my hands-"
"No! It's okay, really. We all know Kendall leaps before he thinks. Sort of, but you know what I mean." Logan said in the blonde's defense, having heard the sheer anger in his friends voice.
"How can you say that after he said THAT?" James asked incredulously.
"He'll come around James. Once we've told him he'll understand." Logan told the angered Brunet.
"But- Ugh, fine." he muttered and sat down on Logan's other side. "So, what shall we do now?"
"I say you go shower, you reek. And I feel all sticky now too..." Logan muttered, a little confused.
"Oh shit!" James exclaimed shooting up from his seat on the couch, now also covered with the sticky stuff. "Oh man... Momma-K is gonna kill me."
"Well... you two go shower, I'll just wash off my arms, and Try to clean the couch a little..." Carlos told them.
"Good Idea," Logan agreed, "James you take the one connected to the kitchen, all my stuff is in mine and Kendall's anyway. Don't worry, I'll be fine, I've memorized where everything is." he assured them. The other two nodded and made a noise of agreement and they each went their own way.
