A/N Hey Guys, I'm so sorry I haven't updated in a while but this is Chapter 2 of Tough Love I hope u guys love it even though nobody really gave me ideas :P Here we go!

Chapter 2 Tough Love

Carlos, Logan, James and Kendall stood in front of the huge sink washing dishes. Dak and Jett made some flimsy excuse of why they couldn't wash the dishes so it was just them four. Carlos was the washer, Logan was the soaper, Kendall was the dryer and James put the plates where they belong. Everything was going good until Kendall grabbed a little foam and flicked it onto Logan.

"Dude!" He exclaimed. "I knew you were going to do that. He grabbed a bit of soap foam and flicked it back at Kendall. Kendall flicked it onto James who flicked it to Carlos who flicked it back to Kendall. They got so engulfed in their foamy war they didn't see the head master walk in. She loudly cleared her throat.

"BOYS!" she boomed. The boys stopped instantly and stood straight to face her.

She was tall, and had a busty figure, her hair was graying and she kept it in a big bun. She stared menacingly at the boys in front of her. "We have a strict rule about dishwashers making a mess with the foam in this facility!"

Kendall piped up. "It was my fault, Ms. Gray." She looked at Kendall. "Ah Mr. Knight, you never cease to disappoint me." Kendall put his head down.

"It was my fault." Logan said. He looked over at Kendall and gave his shoulders a rough squeeze then rubbed his back.

"Mr. Mitchell, physical contact is strictly prohibited in this school." Logan frowned and removed his hand off of Kendall's shoulder.

James piped up next. "Ms. Gray, it was my fault." Ms. Gray bored her eyes into him. "I suppose you would've had something to do with it, pretty boy." James scowled and he was about to say something but Kendall stopped him.

Carlos surprised everybody by saying it was his fault. Ms. Gray looked at him. "Mr. Garcia, and on your first day I would've though you were smart enough not to hang out with these hooligans!" Carlos stepped up. "They're not hooligans! They're my friends, and if anybody deserves a paddling out of all of us it should be me." Ms. Gray seemed relieved, like she finally had found her prey. She nodded before giving a scratchy cackle saying, "Your wish is my demand, Mr. Garcia, follow me." Carlos nervously followed her lead leaving three stunned others behind.

Carlos was led into an office but then taken into a bigger room after five minutes of waiting. A big guy was waiting for him, paddle in hand. Ms. Gray whispered something to him and he nodded smiling.

"Alright, bend over the desk!" the guy shouted. Carlos snickered before doing so. "Pull down your pants!" the voice boomed again. Carlos was startled but he could take on anything they threw at him to he did just that. He bent over the desk again and waited.

The first sting came unexpectedly and Carlos gave a shout of surprise. The guy behind him chuckled. He hit Carlos again and again. Carlos felt the tears stinging his eyes but he wouldn't let them fall. It seemed like ages before the guy stopped giving his hardest whack making Carlos's rib cage slam against the desk. Carlos cried out in pain and let a lone tear fall.

"Pull up your pants." The guy ordered roughly. He gave Carlos one more little whack before leaving and laughing.

Carlos quickly and painfully pulled up his pants. He rushed out as fast and possible because boy, did he feel like crying a river.

When he got to the room, Logan, James and Kendall were forlornly waiting for him. When he entered they all jumped up and grabbed him into a hug. Carlos broke. He let the tears stream down hard and fast breaking into short hiccups and whines.

He found Logan's shirt, he recognized by the faint smell of Juicy Fruit gum and cologne. He gripped onto it muttering incoherent words into his chest. He still felt a mess of arms around him and began to sweat a little with how much he was crying. He finally released Logan's shirt and slowly made his way to the bed. He lay down and gulped one last time. He heard the speaker blast "SHOWERS AND LIGHTS OUT!" Carlos lazily stays in bed. He winced as he shifted and Logan could see the thin sheet of sweat on his forehead, neck and throat.

Kendall slowly made his way over to Carlos. "Dude that was my fault, why did you take the blame?" Kendall asked softly sitting on the bed.

"Cause I didn't want you to get in trouble." Carlos sleepily sighs.

Kendall smiled and hugged him. "Thanks man, I never thought any one would do that for me."

Carlos gave a low chuckle "I'd do it a thousand times for all of you if you stayed my friends, you guys are really cool."

Logan smiled "We'd do the same for you." Every body nodded.

Carlos grinned before saying "You'd bet your ass I'd make you do it for me."

Logan, Kendall and James laughed.

Kendall got up. "I'm going to take a shower." James nodded. "I call next." He glared at Logan. "This kid over there always has to make sure the tub is squeaky clean and germ free and it takes half an hour before taking a damn ten minute bath!" Logan glared back.

"It always pays off to be clean."

Kendall sneezed on Logan and Logan swatted the air before taking a step back and tripping over the bed. "Dude! Cover your damn mouth wasn't I just talking about not getting sick?"

Kendall grinned sheepishly. "Sorry I think I'm coming down with something. I've been sneezing and couching for like two hours now."

"ARGH!" Logan screamed in frustration. "Now I'm going to get sick, I told you how fragile my immune system is!"

James snickered. "It's called drink some damn orange juice."

Kendall grinned again. "Serves you right for not taking your yearly flu shot."

Logan whined. "No fair you know I hate shots and orange juice makes me sick to my stomach, plus once I've been exposed to germs I get hit with it hard."

Carlos watched all of this in interest before drifting off to sleep.

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Carlos woke up in the middle of the night. He heard faint coughing sounds and somebody grumbling. He instantly looker over to Logan who was tossing and turning. He coughed before throwing off the blankets and sitting up. He took off his shirt and Carlos blushed feeling guilty looking at Logan. But Logan returned to sleep.

Carlos stayed awake and his rear end was throbbing. It stung in a million places. Carlos grimaced as he shuffled again. He heard another rustle and Logan sat up again coughing. He threw on his button up pajama shirt leaving it totally unbuttoned. He settled back in but Carlos couldn't help but notice the way he was shivering. Carlos wanted to desperately hold Logan until he was warm and asleep again but afraid that the headmaster might walk in.

He heard Logan cough and sneeze and Carlos finally threw off his covers and made his way to Logan's bed.

He got in and pulled Logan against his chest. Logan gasped and coughed. "Carlos, getting into your roommate's bed is strictly prohibited!" Carlos shook his head. Logan would be a worry wart when someone is trying to help him.

"You're sick and you're shivering. Don't worry about me, I just want you to stay warm." Logan's shivers died down to the occasional shake and he whispered "Okay fine." He got closer to Carlos's chest and Carlos pulled him tighter. Logan gave a content sigh before saying "Carlos you're such a good friend."

Carlos smiled before hugging Logan and saying "I know."

A/N SO that was chapter two! I hope you enjoyed it! Review! I've been procrastinating with this story because I didn't have any ideas so I made them up as I went along. Hope it was good enough you thirsty fanfic bloodsuckers! BYE