Note: Okay so this chapter makes no sense at all but i thought it was cute and funny. Sorry if its not that coherent or anything. Anyway, enjoy!

Chapter 7- Carlos's Helmet


Logan's P.O.V


I hear Carlos scream and I jump from the orange couch I was sitting on. It was after school and only Kendall and James had to go to the studio. I was going to go with the guys to the studio but Carlos ordered me as his assistant to stay with him at the apartment.

I run into Carlos and Kendall's room to see what happen. The whole room was destroyed, clothes and toys were everywhere, the beds were over turned, and the whole room just looked like it was hit by a tornado.

"What's going on," I ask completely baffled.

"I can't find my helmet," He says frantically as he throws a whole bunch of clothes across the room.

"The one that you always wear on your head," I ask.

"Yes," He exclaims, "Help me find it Logan!"

He rushes around the room making the room even messier…if that is possible.

"Carlos why don't you just calm down and we can think about this calmly," I try to negotiate with him.

"I can't calm down Logan, I need my helmet," He runs up to me and shakes my shoulders hard.

I place my hand on his shoulder, "Okay Carlos, let take this into the living room."

I manage to get him in the living room but I couldn't get him to calm down. He sits, well bounces on the couch as I sit next to him trying to calm him down.

"So, where was the last place you had your helmet," I question after giving up on getting him to settle down.

He thinks for a second then says, "At school, no when we stopped by the pool, no when we went out to get corn dogs, I don't remember."

"How do you not remember when the last time you had a huge black helmet on your head," I ask.

"I don't know," Carlos exclaims, "You're not helping, you're supposed to be helping."

"Fine, why don't we go to the places where you have last been," I suggest and he agrees.

We start to walk out the door when I hear Carlos gasp.

I turn around and stare at him, "What?"

"I just remembered that I put a GPS in my Helmet so I would be able to find it when I lose it," Carlos rushes into the room I'm going to have to clean later and returns with a fancy device, "according to this my helmet is…by where we brought the corn dogs. Let's go Logan."

He takes me by the hand and we rush outside and head to where we brought corn dogs. When we arrive at the place Carlos looks all around for his helmet.

"It said it was right here," Carlos whines and look down at his device again, "Wait now it says it's that way."

Carlos points to the left and runs off. I run after him, barley keeping up with him. We run for what seems forever until we reach a park.

"Carlos…can…we please…just rest for a second," I wheeze and put my hands on my knees.

Carlos stops running and looks down at his device, "It says its right here in the park."

We look around the park for his helmet.

I was starting to think this was hopeless until Carlos shouts, "There it is."

I look in the direction he is pointing in and see a large golden retriever who is carrying Carlos's helmet in his mouth.

"Charge," Carlos exclaims and rushes after the dog.

I chase after the dog too. We run around trees, over people, through bushes, and even through a pond. So here I am soaking wet, chasing a large golden retriever, around a public park, I need a new job. I manage to catch up to the dog and I leap forward to catch it but miss it by a mile. I land flat on my face. I was about to get up when something heavy lands on top of me.

"Ugh, Carlos," I groan, "Can you please get off of me."

"Sorry Logan," Carlos says as he gets off of me and helps me up, "How are we going to catch this dog?"

"I know," I announce, "Dogs like steak right? I say we buy a steak and offer it to the dog. When he sees the steak he will drop the helmet and go for the steak."

"That's a great idea," Carlos exclaims.

"Okay you keep an eye on the dog while I go and get some steak," Carlos nods and I head off to buy some steak.

I return to the park with the steak and see Carlos running around still chasing the dog. I swear he never runs out of energy. I run up to Carlos and tell him my plan.

"Okay," I start, "I'm going to distract the dog with the steak and while I do that you're going to take the helmet that drops from its mouth. Got it?"

"Got it," Carlos repeats.

We get in positions and I whistle.

"Here doggie, doggie, want some steak? Do you want some yummy delicious steak?"

The dog stops and looks at me. Its eyes go wide; it drops the helmet and starts to charge at me. Carlos grabs the helmet and holds it up in victory. I was going to cheer until I get tackled by the dog. The dog steals the steak from me and runs off with it. I sit up, covered in dog slim and pond water. Carlos races up to me and helps me up.

"Thank you Logan," He yells and gives me a huge hug, "You're the best assistant and friend ever."

"You're welcome," I return the hug, "Now can we go home. I would really appreciate a shower and new clothes that aren't soaking wet."

We head back to the apartments. I take a shower and get changed in sweats and a t-shirt. It took us the whole day to find Carlos Helmet so I was extremely exhausted. I then suddenly realize that Kendall's and Carlos room was still a mess. I sigh and return to their apartment. I walk into their room to see Carlos already cleaning.

"Oh hey Logan," Carlos says holding a mountain of clothes

I laugh, "Need help," I ask and walk up to him to help him.

"I got it," He replies, "I bothered you too much with the helmet."

"Don't worry about it," I say, "it's my job to help out."

We spend the next two hours cleaning the room and making it spotless. Once we were down we flop onto Carlos's bed and both simultaneously sigh loudly.

"Thanks a lot Logan," Carlos says with a yawn, "You really are the best."

"Your- yawn- welcome," I say before falling asleep.


Kendall's P.O.V


After a long day at the studio I couldn't wait to go to bed. James and I walk into the quiet apartment and wonder if Carlos is already asleep. When I walk into our room I stop in my track. Carlos and Logan slept in Carlos's bed. Logan was curled in a ball and Carlos had an arm around him. I felt a ping of jealousy. James appears behinds me and analyzes the scene.

"Dang I need to step up my game," He says, "Should we wake them?"

"No just let them sleep," I reply and close the door behind me.

I get changed and pull the covers over the two sleeping beauties. I then hop in my own bed and fall asleep.


Like i said kind of stupid but so stupid it's funny. Hope you enjoyed it a little bit.