I got a few complaints about the spacing, and I hadn't realized the Doc manager changed the spacing, so I went back and fixed everything. Hope ya'll enjoy this.
"How's your throat feeling, 'Los?" Logan asked, walking into the living room where Carlos was still sitting on the couch sipping from his cup. He flashed a thumbs up and a smile towards Logan
"Good. So, it looks like just me and you for guys night. What do you want to do?" Logan flopped down on the couch beside his best friend. Carlos thought for a minute, then he pulled out his phone and began typing, the tip of his tongue poking out the side of his mouth.
Can we play Candyland?
Logan chuckled. "Sure, 'Los. Go get it."
Carlos sprinted off down the hall to the game closet when James came storming back into the apartment.
"Hey, where's Kendall?" James asked.
"Sleeping I think. He said he was sorry." Logan said, taking a sip of hot chocolate from Carlos's sippy cup.
"Kendall!" James yelled, ignoring the fact that his best friend was trying to sleep. It took a moment, but Kendall trudged into the room, now wearing a hoodie and some pajama pants.
"What?" Kendall asked, rubbing his eye. James looked at Kendall for a moment, then he flew into his arms and hugged his torso tightly.
"Oof!" Kendall was taken aback by the sudden hug, but he let his arms wrap around James in return.
"I'm sorry." James mumbled.
"Me too." Kendall buried his face in James's hair. The two boys hugged for a few moments longer when Carlos saw them. The Latino dropped the box he was holding and wrapped his arms around his two older friends.
"I need new friends." Logan shook his head and laughed. Kendall broke from the group, leaped over the couch and hugged Logan.
"We love you Logie." Kendall said, tightening his grip.
"Ack, James, save me." Logan laughed, trying to push away. James let go of Carlos and ran around the couch to hug Logan from the other side. Carlos smiled widely, jumped over the couch, and weaseled himself into the middle of the hug with Logan.
"You guys are suffocating me." Logan laughed. The other three boys joined him and let go.
"Well, I came up to say that Jo is down at the pool with Lucy. Wanna join us, Ken?" James asked.
"No, uh, Jo and I broke up again." Kendall's smile faded and he turned his attention to the floor.
"I didn't know." James mumbled.
"I didn't say anything. But I don't want to talk about it, so I'm just going to go back and try to get some sleep." Kendall said, pointing over his shoulder towards the room he shared with Logan.
"Alright. I should be getting back to Lucy. She's waiting for me." James punched Kendall in the arm lightly as the two boys parted ways, doors slamming on both sides of the apartment.
"Well, just you and me Carlos." Logan shrugged, placing his hands on his hips. The response he got was a little sniffle.
"Carlos?" Logan looked down at the boy on the couch who's lower lip was trembling and tears were forming in the corners of his eyes.
"What's wrong, 'Los?" Logan asked, kneeling down in front of his best friend.
"My ears hurt, and my tummy too." Carlos croaked.
"Shh, it's alright, here, let me look." Logan stood up as Carlos opened his mouth wide. His tonsils were swollen and had tiny white spots. Logan diagnosed tonsillitis. He figured as much when Doc Hollywood told him Carlos would have to get a tonsillectomy.
Logan ran over the symptoms in his head. Carlos had obviously had the common ones of swollen tonsils, coughing, ear pain, and sore throat. One of the less common ones was nausea.
"Do you feel sick?" Logan asked. Carlos nodded, drying his few tears.
"I feel icky." Carlos's voice cracked.
"I'll go get you a bucket and something to help your stomach." Logan smoothed back Carlos's hair and headed for the medicine cabinet in the bathroom. As soon as he opened the cabinet, however, Carlos came running into the room and the sounds of him vomiting could be heard behind Logan.
Logan fell to his knees beside his best friend and rubbed his back soothingly. After Carlos had emptied his stomach, he began crying and dry heaving.
"Shh, you have to calm down, 'Los. You're just going to make yourself sick again." Logan soothed. Carlos tried to slow his breathing as tears fell from his eyes. Logan grabbed the mouth wash and the pinkto besmol from the cabinet and handed Carlos both. He took a sip of mouth wash, swished it around in his mouth, and spit it into the toilet before flushing it. Then he took a sip of the medicine and handed both the bottles back to Logan.
"Feeling better?" Logan asked, putting the bottles back and helping Carlos to his feet. Carlos nodded and sniffed.
"Let's get you back to the couch, 'Los." Logan wrapped his arm around his friend and helped him back to the living room.
"Here, just try to relax, alright?" Logan covered Carlos with the blanket. Carlos nodded again. Logan could see his irritation with not being able to talk. Carlos talked, he never stopped, so having to be quiet wasn't settling well with him.
"Do you still want to play Candyland?" Logan asked, picking the box up off of the floor. Carlos smiled up at his best friend.
"Alright, I'll get it set up." Logan sat on the floor on the other side of the coffee table.
The two boys played three rounds of their favorite childhood game before Carlos started to yawn.
"It's going on 8. Are you getting tired?" Logan asked, looking at his watch. Carlos shook his head no, but his yawn betrayed him.
"Fair enough. I'm going to go see Camille for a little bit, if you need me text me. Try not to fall asleep watching TV, 'Los." Logan said as he headed for the door.
"Oh, hey, Loges." Logan looked down the hall to see James.
"Hey. How was the pool?" Logan asked.
"The pool was alright. Lucy and Jo were talking most of the time so I didn't get to talk to her that much." James shrugged, reaching for the door knob. "Kendall asleep?"
"Yeah, Carlos is getting there too. Try to make sure he actually goes to bed instead of falling asleep on the couch." Logan said, turning to go down the hall. He could hear their apartment door close behind him and he took a moment to relax.
Guys night hadn't been how they had planned at all, but he still hung out with his best friend. That was all he needed.
He pondered what to make for breakfast in the morning when he knocked on Camille's door.
"Oh, hey baby." She stepped out into the hall and shut the door behind her.
"Dad home?" Logan asked.
"Yeah, got home about 7. But I keep thinking about today." Camille snaked her arms around his neck.
"Really?" Logan raised his eyebrows and he let his hands come to rest on her hips.
"Uh-huh. How about tomorrow we spend a romantic day together? My dad is going home for a long weekend to see his sister, and I told him I had a job this weekend and couldn't go." Camille asked.
"That sounds great, Cami." Logan kissed her cheek.
"How's Carlos?"
"Sick. Side effects of the tonsillitis are really taking their toll on him." Logan sighed.
"Aww, poor baby. Well, I should be getting back inside." Camille released her hold and squeezed Logan's hand.
"Right. Sweet dreams, Cam." Logan kissed her forehead and watched her wave as she closed the door. He leaned back against the wall for a moment, then went slowly back to his own apartment.
When he opened the door, there on the couch was Carlos and James.
Both asleep.
Logan rolled his eyes and let out a little laugh. It was just like those two. He decided that it would be best to leave them both there. If Carlos woke up, there was no getting him back to sleep.
He wandered down the hall too his and Kendall's shared room and saw the Kendall was laying in his bed slumbering quietly.
What was the old story?
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
Logan smiled at that thought as he crawled into bed, not bothering to change out of his clothes.
It was only a few minutes before he was sound asleep.
I told you you'd feel bad for Carlos. I do. Keep those reviews coming, they really help inspire the new chapters :)