"Excuse me, Mr. Mitchell?" Logan felt his shoulder being shaken and when he opened his eyes, he was face to face with a young nurse. She had large blue eyes and blond hair pulled back into a messy bun.
"Visiting hours for intensive care are over. You and your brothers have to go home." She said, standing up straight. Logan could see Kendall and James in the door way behind her.
"Can't we stay here?" Logan asked, looking down at Carlos, who was rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.
"I'm sorry, it's policy that we can't let you boys stay here while his vitals are still low. His platelets are still lower than we would like them to be." The nurse explained. Logan felt Carlos grip his arm tightly.
"How long will he have to stay?" Logan asked.
"Hopefully just tonight. If he keeps improving he should be able to go home tomorrow." Logan looked between Carlos's scared face and Kendall and James by the door.
"Can we have a few minutes?" Logan asked.
"Sure." The nurse smiled and walked past the boys at the door.
"Well, It looks like we have to leave, 'Los. We love you." Logan said as he got up. He kissed the top of Carlos's head and backed toward the door as Kendall and James approached the bed.
"We'll be back in the morning, alright Buddy? Be good for the doctors and nurses." Kendall said, kissing Carlos's forehead and joining Logan.
"Sleep tight, 'Litos. Love you." James hugged Carlos tightly and kissed his head. The three boys waved and Carlos waved back as they headed out the door.
"The girls left a while ago. Camille said she would call you tomorrow." Kendall said as they wandered down the hall towards the waiting room.
"Sorry I fell asleep you guys." Logan yawned.
"It's alright. We called Gustavo and Kelly and told them what was going on. Kelly said we've all got some time off until Carlos gets better." Kendall said.
"We called Mama Knight too. She said her and Katie would try to get on the next flight out of Minnesota, but they've got some blizzards coming in. The airports are all snowed in and the flights are all delayed for a while." James explained.
"So, what now?" Logan asked as they approached the car in the parking lot.
"Food?" Kendall asked as he climbed into the driver's seat.
"'m not hungry." James shrugged as he got in the passenger's side.
"I'm up for a burger. Drive thru?" Logan asked from the back seat.
"I'm game. You sure you're not hungry, James?" Kendall asked.
"Yeah. I just want to go home." James crossed his arms and sunk down in his seat.
"Ok. As long as you're sure." Kendall said, pulling out of the parking lot.
After a quick trip through the drive thru and a very quiet ride home, the boys were dragging their feet to the elevator.
"I'm going to go see Camille really quick. I'll meet you guys downstairs." Logan said, pressing the button for floor three.
"Alright." Kendall mumbled as he and James stepped off the elevator to floor two. Logan rode up one more floor and let his legs carry him to Camille's door and knocked.
"Hey, Sleeping Beauty." Camille giggled as she opened the door.
"Yeah, sorry about that, Cam. I wanted to come see you. The nurse kicked us out." Logan stepped forward to wrap his arms around her waist.
"How's he doing?"
"Alright. Scared more than anything." Logan shrugged.
"You guys are such good friends to him." Camille mumbled, nuzzling her nose into his chest. Logan rested his cheek on top of her head and held her for a while.
"I guess you should be getting back to the guys. I have some homework to do." Camille said, kissing Logan sweetly before letting him go.
"I love you, Cam." He said as she backed towards her apartment.
"Love you too." Camille smiled as she shut the door.
Logan stepped towards her apartment and placed his hand on the door. He was tempted to ask her to come to the apartment and stay the night. It was nice when they just cuddled, but he knew her dad was home and he wouldn't like that.
Logan slowly headed towards the elevator and rode it down a floor. Once back at 2J, he opened the door and saw Kendall and James sitting on the couch watching television.
"How's Camille?" Kendall asked.
"She's fine." Logan shrugged.
"What's wrong?" Kendall noticed Logan's mood.
"I'm just mentally exhausted." Logan flopped down on the couch.
"Me too." James said, nodding.
"I just want to curl up in bed, but I don't think I could sleep more. I want to," Logan began, but changed his mind.
"What?" Kendall asked.
"I wanted to ask Camille to come stay the night just to have someone to lay with. But her dad would hunt me down." Logan mumbled.
"Same here. I want to go see Jo. She always knows how to make me feel better." Kendall smiled slightly. He noticed James hadn't said anything.
"Hey, Jamie, you alright?" Kendall asked, looking over at him.
"Yeah, it's just weird here. No one is loud, and no one is doing anything crazy." James explained.
"I know. Too quiet." Logan nodded.
"Alright, let's just try to keep our minds off of Carlos. How about a movie?" Kendall asked.
"Sure." James shrugged.
Kendall grabbed the first movie he saw and put it in the DVD player. It ended up being one of James's favorites, 21 & Over. The three boys laughed in a feeble attempt to cheer themselves up, but when the movie ended it was nine and they didn't feel any better.
"This isn't working. I'm just going to head off to bed." James said, getting off of the couch and trudging down the hall to his room.
"You're probably not tired, are you?" Kendall asked, looking over at Logan.
"A little. Couldn't hurt to try." Logan shrugged.
The two boys went to their room, changed into pajamas, and layed down. Logan layed awake for about a half an hour when he heard their door open. He cracked his eye open to see James standing there, wrapped in a blanket at the foot of Kendall's bed.
"Kenny?" He asked. Kendall sat up slowly.
"Shh, you'll wake up Logan." Kendall whisperd.
"I can't sleep in there alone." James whispered back.
"Come on, Jamie." Kendall scooted over and James layed down on the bed beside him. The purple and red comforters matched well and the moon light bounced off of the two faces in the opposite bed.
"Can't wait until baby brother's home." James mumbled.
"Shh, go to sleep." Kendall mumbled, pushing James's hair out of his face.
"Thanks, Kenny." James said as he closed his eyes. Kendall smiled and layed back down. "It's not right here now, you know?"
"I know. But he'll be alright. He'll come home tomorrow, I know it. Don't worry. Just go to sleep before we wake up Logan." Kendall whispered.
"I'm up." Logan mumbled.
"Oh, I'm sorry we woke you-"
"You didn't. Can't sleep." Logan rolled onto his back and looked at the ceiling.
"Want to come over here?" Kendall asked, trying to figure out the best way to fit three boys in a twin bed.
"Nah. I'm going to go for a walk." Logan threw the covers from his body and stood up.
"Be careful." Kendall said, curling back up in his red comforter.
"I will be." Logan mumbled, shutting the bedroom door behind him.
Logan slipped on a pair of shoes that he wasn't even positive were his and left his apartment. The building was growing quieter by the second as people decided it was time to turn in for the night.
He heard the sounds of the few people out by the pool, playing some music and laughing. This time was usually when couples went night swimming, which was cute, but him and Camille had never done so.
As he made his way through the lobby, he saw Guitar dude jotting some words to a song he was humming down and he saw Budda Bob fixing a lose table leg. The whole building was at peace, only a few sounds here and there.
Logan stood outside on the curb and looked up at the sky. It was clear, and the moon was large in the star studded darkness. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and looked through his contacts. There was one person he had been dying to talk to, someone who he always called when he didn't know what to do.
"Hello?"
"Hi, Mom." Logan mumbled, relief washing over him when he heard her voice.
"Hi baby. How are you?" She asked.
"'m alright. Carlos is in the hospital." Logan sat down on the curb and watched the road, which was growing emptier.
"What? Why is he in the hospital?"
"He had to get his tonsils out, and then his blood platelets dropped and they have to get them back up to a normal level or he could bleed to death." Logan explained, rubbing his eye.
"Oh, the poor baby. How is he doing?"
"Last I heard he was starting to improve, but the nurse kicked us out at six. I'm worried, Mom." Logan said.
"Well he's been your best friend since we moved here. Of course you are. He'll be ok, Baby, I promise."
"I don't know what to do, Mom. My best friend is sick and I can't do anything about it." Logan sighed and watched a pair of head lights go by.
"I know. But you can't make people better all the time. You're such a sweet boy, and I know how much you worry. But everything will be alright. Carlos is a tough little guy. And so are you."
"Thanks mom." Logan smiled.
"So how's Camille?"
"She's fine, Mom."
"Do we need to have that talk that you wouldn't let me give you?"
"No, Mom. I know all that stuff and Camille and I aren't there yet." Logan rolled his eyes and his stomach churned at the thought of having that talk with his mom.
"Good. I don't want her to take my baby boy's innocence just yet-"
"Mom!" Logan whined.
"Alright, I'll stop talking about it. So how've you been?"
"Worried-"
"No, are you healthy? Have you been eating right?"
"Yes, I'm fine mom."
"Well why aren't you asleep? Shouldn't you be going to bed at ten?"
"I don't have a bed time."
"But you need your sleep. You're a growing boy."
"I took a really long nap at the hospital today, Mom."
"Alright, as long as you're taking care of yourself."
Logan sighed. His mom always made sure to put him first. She was the best mom he could ask for.
"Mommy, I want to come home." He whined.
"Oh, Baby, I want you home. But you're doing great things out there. And the boys need you out there. Who's going to take care of Carlos when he's recovering?"
"I know." Logan sighed, laying back on the side walk.
"I miss you too, Baby. But you can come home when Carlos is better. You boys can all come home. And I can make those cookies you like."
"Peanut butter chocolate chip?"
"Of course."
"Can you send me some, Mommy? Mrs. Knight is in town with Katie. They're snowed in." Logan explained, sitting back up.
"Sure, Baby. I'll make some tomorrow. It's getting late, you should go try to get some sleep."
"I'm not tired."
"Go to bed, Baby. You're going to need all the sleep you can get to take care of Carlos. Take a hot bath and read a book. You'll fall asleep in no time. I love you, Baby."
"I love you too, Mommy."
"Be good, I'll call you in a few days."
"I will be. Bye." Logan hung up and looked at his phone. The time, 10:30 was glowing on the screen.
The wind blew a cold air across his body and Logan decided it was time to go back up to the apartment.
He started to get up, but a hand stopped him. He looked up and saw Camille's smiling face.
"Oh, hey Cam. What are you doing out here?" He asked.
"I should be asking you the same thing. I looked out the window and saw you sitting out here." Camille said as she sat beside him.
"I just wanted to take a walk. And I called my mom."
"How is she?"
"She's fine. She tried to bring up us having sex. Again." Logan rolled his eyes.
"Well, she just cares is all." Camille laughed. "Aren't you cold out here?" She asked, pulling her hoodie tighter around her.
"A little. But it feels nice." Logan shrugged.
"How are you feeling?"
"Alright. Better now that I talked to my mom."
"I'm glad. You've been so upset these past few days."
"I'm sorry I pushed you, by the way-"
"Shh, it doesn't matter now." Camille smiled and looked over at him.
"I guess." Logan shrugged.
"Well, I should head back up. I just came down to make sure you're alright." Camille said, standing back up.
"I was just about to head up too. I'll walk you to your door." Logan stood up as well and laced his fingers with hers.
"Well thank you." Camille giggled and kissed his cheek.
The pair walked back to the building, through the lobby, up the stairs to the third floor, and to the door of Camille's apartment.
"Well, I guess I'll see you tomorrow." Camille said, rocking back and forth on her feet.
"Of course. I love you. Sleep tight." Logan said, leaning down to kiss her.
"I love you too." Camille said softly as she leaned back against the door. Logan backed down the hall way, watching her lean there. She blew him a kiss as he reached the elevator. He smiled his lazy smile and waved as she opened her door and slipped inside.
Logan made his way back to his own apartment, which was silent save for Kendall's light snoring. He slipped his shoes off and walked to his room. Kendall and James were asleep, cuddled up together. Logan smiled. He never liked cuddling unless he had a nightmare or was sick. Or if Carlos needed it.
His blankets felt nice and warm when he crawled back into bed.
"You alright, Loges?" James whispered. Logan thought he had been asleep.
"Yeah. I'm fine. Good night." Logan said, a smile creeping onto his face. He rolled over and cuddled into his blankets and was soon overcome by sleep.
Sorry about the long wait guys! I've been busy and got a tiny bit of writers block. I really loved writing Logan's conversation with his mom. I love the idea of an almost grown boy still calling his mom mommy