Ok this chapter is hot off the press! I don't own btr ;(
Carlos Pena thought he must be the most miserable person on earth. He was stuck in his bed, sneezing and coughing his head off. As he exhaled another sneeze, he heard the front door of the apartment open. He figured it was Logan, carrying a big bag full of medicine. Medicine. He hated that word. Just the thought of them made him sicker than he already was. He heard footsteps coming upstairs, knowing what was about to happen, he tried to pretend he was sleeping. When he heard his door crack open, he needed to cough. He kept trying to hold it but he let it out.
"Carlitos? Are you awake?" Logan whispered.
"Noooo." He mumbled
"Carlos, come on you need some medicine and I need to take your temperature." Logan
"Noooo." The small Latino boy mumbled, making Logan quite a bit upset, since he didn't feel well himself.
"Ok Carlos, you can be miserable and not feel better, because even I'm taking the medicine!" Logan said in an outburst, making Carlos's tear stained face pop out from under the blankets
"I-I-I'm s-sorry Logie, I-I-I'll take the medicine." Carlos stuttered, realizing that his doctor friend just admitted he was sick too.
Downstairs...
James had woken up and taken his medicine, and now was talking to Kendall,who was keeping him company.
"Kenny?"
"Yea?"
"Did Logan look sick to you?"
"I didn't notice. What makes you think that?"
"He just looks off."
"Well, he's probably just tired."
"Kenny, I really think something is wrong with him."
"Why don't I go check on him then?"
"I'll come with you." The brunette said quickly as he hopped out of bed.
"James stay in bed, I'll be right back."
"Well, can I at least go upstairs and I'll go to bed?"
"Fine." The blonde sighed as they made their way upstairs.
Ok I hope you liked it! I'll update later today! Plz review and Pm me with any requests for stories! ;)