Short chapter... but I promise more will happen in Chapter 5 and on. :)
DEFINITELY more Cargan after this chapter, so I'll be sure to post it as soon as I can!
Enjoyyy. :D


Logan's P.O.V.

"C-Carlos?" I whispered, frozen from shock.

Now that I think about it, I was probably in the way of the nurses. I was being pushed around as nurses were running back and forth to tend to the Latino's needs. I couldn't even believe my eyes. I blinked as many times as I could, but still, I saw Carlos lying there motionless. He was battered up with bruises all over his face, and probably all over his body as well. He was bleeding quite copiously, his light blue v-neck drenched in blood. He seemed unconscious, eyes shut tight with no movements. I felt my knees go weak and stomach gurgling. I wanted to puke. Maybe I shouldn't be a doctor. If this makes me sick, I don't know what I could handle. Maybe it was just because it was Carlos: the seemingly always lucky-go-happy, free-spirited, wild-child that I've grown to known. Seeing him without a movement really scared me. What had happened?

"Young man, if you are not going to assist us, may you please leave?"

I turned around and faced a short lady clad in nurse wear, hands on hips and a scowl upon her wrinkled face.

"Uh, no, I can help. What do you need?" I asked, snapping back to reality.

She listed a few medical tools to retrieve so I immediately went to give it to her. The nurses and I all left when Dr. Bass went to take care of Carlos and I couldn't sit still. At all. I was so damn worried it scared me. I seriously thought I was going to end up in the hospital from a stroke or high blood pressure, or something. I had told Dr. Bass that I knew this boy and being the understanding man he is, he promised to update me after his diagnosis. So I waited. I closed my eyes as I sat down onto a chair next to Carlos' room, but was interrupted when my phone vibrated in my pants.

From: James
To: Logan
OMG carlos is in the hospital!

I quickly typed my reply and hit send.

To: James
From: Logan
I know, I'm actually helping out at the ER today. I'm scared… What happened?

I sighed as I tapped my foot impatiently, waiting to receive James' text. Bzzzzz!

To: Logan
From: James
hey this is kendall. carlos' stunt was car surfing today… i know, stupid stunt. i didnt even know about it, i swear! i went to find him getting ready and basically you can guess what happened…

I gasped, dropping my phone. God! How can Carlos be so stupid? He went this far to get attention? I can't believe him. I picked it up again, hands shaking as my fingers tapped on my iPhone screen.

To: James
From: Logan
Holy hell… Alright, Dr. Bass just walked out. I'll find out if he's okay…

I stuffed my phone back into my pockets and ran towards the doctor.

"Hey, Doctor! So what's happening?" I asked, frantic.

"He's fine, don't worry about. He's lucky he was brought in immediately. He suffered from some broken ribs and a broken wrist, lots of fractures, blunt force trauma by probably hitting his head, and lost a copious amount of blood, which is why he's out cold; however, because he was brought in immediately, he's going to survive. I'm moving him out to Room C4 right now, actually, so feel free to wait with him," Dr. Bass explained. I sighed, relieved, and clutched my poor, racing heart. "I… I'm sorry you had to witness your friend like this."

I was about to say he wasn't my friend, but this wasn't the time. I may not like Carlos, but watching him bleeding and unconscious was heartbreaking. Come on, I have feelings; I'm not a heartless bastard! I reached for my phone and shot a text to James.

To: James
From: Logan
He's going to make it! God, this child needs a straightjacket…

To: Logan
From: James
i know... he scared the shit out of me & kendall… wtf! & i see that u were worried for him… ;D

My face started to burn up and huffed. Stupid James!

To: James
From: Logan
When you practically witness a dude you know in the process of dying, tell me how you feel, jeez. And now because you said that, I'm not talking to you. Goodbye, you boob.

To: Logan
From: James
yea u go be w/ ur babydaddy ;D make sure hes ok & kiss him on the cheeks for me will ya?

To: James
From: Logan
I'm going to kill you tonight in your sleep. So sleep… if you dare. If you muster up enough courage to actually sleep, I'd sleep with one eye opened...

To: Logan
From: James
alright, alright, ill stop. :) we all saw ur raging boner anyways…

To: James
From: Logan
SHUT UP. GO AWAY. I'M GOING TO BLOCK YOUR NUMBER.

Grumbling, I shoved my phone into my pocket once again. Ugh, it was one time! And to say you don't find Carlos' naked torso attractive is a lie! I walked into Room C4 where Carlos was laying on the hospital, unawake. I slowly walked up to him and studied his face. He looked so peaceful… well if you disregard all the cuts and bruises on it. I smiled a little as my hand slowly reached for his dark locks. I stared at my extending arm, eyes widened as I tried to stop myself.

"Hand! Get back here!" I whisper-yelled. Did I really just talk to my arm…? God, I need sleep.

I ran my hand through Carlos' soft hair. I don't know what the fuck I was doing, but all I knew was my hormones were kicking in again. Man, I hate being a teenager. I pulled my hand away as I heard the door slam shut, Dr. Bass walking in.

"Oh, hey Logan. Listen, my wife is having some issues and I really need to go home. Will you take care of Mr. Garcia for me? If he wakes up or if something goes wrong, I need you to notify me and the other doctors okay?"

"But I don't even have a degree—!" I sputtered, pushing my eyebrows together.

"I know, but it'll only be an hour, tops. It's very simple. If he wakes up, notify the nurse and you're free to keep him company, even after visiting hours. If his heartbeat starts getting too fast or slow, tell someone immediately. This shouldn't happen, but it's possible something can go wrong. Can you do this for me?" Dr. Bass looked at me with pleading eyes that I just couldn't bring myself to say no to. After all, I was here to help him.

I groaned and gave in. "Fine, I'll do it. But nothing bad will happen right…?

He nodded. "Nothing should. Thank you Logan!"

And with that he ran out. I let out a frustrated sigh and sat down on a chair. I pulled in my knees, hugging them and leaned my head against my thighs. I closed my eyes to rest, but I ended up falling asleep. An hour later, I was awoken by someone shaking my shoulder. I rubbed my tired eyes and saw Dr. Bass standing in front of me.

"I'm sorry about this, and thank you so much," he said, shaking my hand.

"Wait..." I mumbled sleepily. "I didn't even do anything. I wasn't even awake!"

Dr. Bass chuckled heartily. "Don't worry about it. Everything's fine. Go home and sleep. You're free to go."

I smiled tiredly at him, leaving the room. I trudged to the parking lot and into my car, carefully driving home.


I hope this story isn't moving too slowly. D:
Anyways, R&R!
It was fun typing the texts between James & Logan. :3