I HATE SCHOOL! School and work are taking over my life.
Okay, now that I got that off my chest, I updated! Excited! I like it better then the last few chapter, I think it has the perfect balance of angst and fluff :D Well not perfect, but you know.

James and Carlos are so cute! I just love them so much, Its crazy how adorable they are on the show. Seriously it should really be illegal

James: Hey! I do things for you!
Jennifer: Like what?
James: I'll…start doing things for you?
Jennifer: Fine, who do you want to go out with?
James: *smiles* Ennie Meanie Minnie Blonde
^^^ HAHAHAHAA

Chapter 6

Carlos thrashed beneath his sheets, forehead sweating profoundly. He violently kicked his blanket of as a soft cry escaped his lips.

From the bed beside his own, James was awoken by the noise. Annoyed at first he sat up ready to curse whatever the hell had awoken him from his very good dream about marrying one of the pussycat dolls. However once he saw Carlos tossing aggressively in his side of the room, all anger was forgotten as he quickly switched beds.

"Carlos," James whispered, "Carlos wake up buddy,"

Carlos was still sweating horribly and tossing from side to side. Clearly he was having some sort of night terror which was not uncommon for the small Latino, however due to his illness it seemed to be worse than usual. When Carlos didn't wake up instantaneously like usual James contemplated getting Logan, knowing he'd know exactly what to do. But the pretty boy thought against it. Logan already had too much on his plate and worried about them all enough. James could handle one little bad dream that was terrorizing his best friend.

"Come on Carlos," He said a little louder slightly shaking the boy, "Wake up, it's just a dream."

Suddenly the Latino shot up and looked around frantically. That's when James noticed the tears pouring from the boys face.

"Shhhhh, your okay. Its okay," James soothed putting his hands on Carlos shoulders. He really wanted to bring the boy in for a hug but was worried he'd be too dazed at first waking up. He'd have to wait until Carlos made the first move, to ensure not startling him.

"w-what," Carlos asked confused and scared.

His dream had been awful, his dad had gotten shot on duty, his mother had walked out yelling hateful words at him. And then when he had went to find his friends seeking comfort James, Logan and Kendall hadn't cared and went to Hollywood without him. Leaving him all alone in the Minnesota snow.

It took him a moment to realize it had all been a dream and he was really in Hollywood tucked soundly in his bed. He looked in James's eyes sadly, he didn't know why, but all he wanted to do was cry. He knew it had just been a dream, and he knew it was irrational. But it had felt so real. So real it was scary.

"James," Carlos sobbed and gratefully accepted the boys strong arms. James held on to him tightly rubbing soothing circles on his back and whispering comforting words.

"It's okay Carlitos, its okay,"

Carlos slowed down his sobs and regained his breathing to a normal pace. It had been just a dream. Just a dream.

"You okay?" James asked after he was sure Carlos wasn't crying anymore.

Carlos nodded his head into James's chest. Now that the situation had cleared and he was no longer freaking out, he realized what had happened and honestly he felt a bit embarrassed by it all. Here he was, a 16 year old guy, who had just woken his best friend up all because of a bad dream. And to make matters worse, the best friend had held him like a child soothing comforting words to him. Could he get any more babyish?

'I'm sorry," Carlos barely whispered a slow blush forming on his checks.

James frowned, "Why?"

"For waking you," He mumbled.

"Its okay, you had a bad dream, it happens," James said.

Carlos huffed, "It wouldn't happen to you or Kendall, not even Logan,"

James pulled Carlos back and looked into his eyes, "What's this about?"

Carlos shrugged and fiddled with his blanket, he hated feeling so childish and embarrassed. But he just couldn't help it. He was supposed to be tough and fearless, yet here he was feeling anything but. Suddenly everything became clear as to how Logan must have felt.

"You just shouldn't have to look after me so much, I'm sorry," Carlos said.

James smiled and pulled the Latino into an unexpected hug, "Don't be silly. You're my best mate and I love you. It's what friends are supposed to do, be there for you at your worst and your best. I don't think any less of you because of this and neither would Kendall or Logan. Got it?" James said playfully.

Carlos smiled, "Thanks James,"

"No problem? Now how are you feeling?" He asked almost forgetting that Carlos was even still sick.

"Not great," He admitted.

James sighed, "Well get some sleep, and let's hope you're feeling a bit better in the morning,"

Carlos nodded and snuggled down into his blanket. James hesitated before retreating back to his own bed, "You'll be okay?" He asked.

Carlos smiled, touched by James sensitivity, "Yea, I'll be fine."

"I'll be right over there, wake me for anything okay?"

Carlos nodded, "Thanks James."

James just smiled and got into his own bed, "Goodnight Carlitos."

-/-/-/-

"Really?" Logan asked.

"Yes," James said nodding confidently at the item they were about to purchase.

"Seriously?" Logan asked again, unsure.

"Definitely ," He nodded.

"It's a bit…big,"

"I think it's perfect," he smiled.

Logan sighed, "Alright James,"

Together they purchased the oversize item and headed back to the apartment.

"What the heck is that?" Kendall asked.

The next morning when James had woken up he knew he was going to have to do something big to cheer his best friend up. The smaller boy was sick and clearly upset by it. As his best friend and partner in crime, James felt as if it was his duty to make the boy smile.

As soon as he had gotten up and dressed he'd dragged a very confused Logan to the shops to get supplies. An hour later they returned into the apartment carrying three paper bags and one very large, oversized teddy bear.

"He's name is Nutella," James emphasizing the fact that the bear was in fact a 'he' and not a 'that' with a huge smile.

Logan rolled his eyes, "He's name is not Nutella, that's stupid. He's name is d'Artagnan, from the three musketeers,"

"No, that is stupid," James argued carrying the bear to the bright orange couch. The fluffy bear stood at least three feet tall and had a big red bow around its neck.

"How is that stupid, at least the name has cool metaphorical meaning. Nutella is just a food. Not even a proper food, just a spread," Logan argued putting the bags on the table.

"Nutella is the most awesome thing in the world Logan, you can't deny that!" James retorted.

"That was a lame comeback,"

"You're a lame comeback," James said.

"Guys!" Kendall interrupted making James and Logan turn to him, "Does someone mind explaining the bear!"

Kendall loved his friends and enjoyed watching their playful bicker, but he would really like to be informed as to why there was a massive creepy looking bear in his living room.

"It's for Carlos," James explained happily.

"Carlos?" Kendall repeated.

"Yea, he was pretty upset last night and because he doesn't seem to be getting any better I thought that would cheery him up, Loges helped me pick him out," James smiled innocently.

Kendall smiled, that was the thoughtful, sensitive James for you.

"We also got him a bunch of other things, like medication, Gatorade, stuff he needs," Logan said.

"Right," Kendall smiled.

"Isn't he cute?" James asked stroking the bear's head, which Kendall honestly found a little weird.

"Yea sure," Kendall replied, of course it was cute, it was a giant bear for Christ sake. But he wasn't going to admit that, "But if its Carlos's shouldn't we let Carlos name it?"

Both Logan and James faces dropped as he had just highly insulted them both. He couldn't help but grin at their expressions.

"Hey, what's that?"

All eyes turned to the swirly slide where Carlos had just exited looking worn out and sick. His sweat pants hung off him loosely and he had his hoodie wrapped tightly around him. You could tell his eyes were glassy and sweat was evident on his forehead. Honestly he looked awful.

"Whoa, you feeling okay?" Kendall asked and quickly approached Carlos worried he would collapse any moment.

"I'm fine," Carlos replied, tiredly swatting Kendall away. He didn't want to be treated like a baby again. He was tired of it. Sure he loved his friends, but the worried glances, sympathetic looks and silent eye talk between them, about him, was creepy.

Kendall however just grabbed the boy again and steered him to the bright orange couch, ignoring his soft complaints.

"You good?" Kendall asked, feeling the boys forehead.

Carlos rolled his eyes and ducked his head away from Kendall, "Your worse than Logan," he muttered.

Kendall smirked as Logan shouted, "hey", clearly unimpressed.

"Look what we got you buddy," James said holding the bear in front of Carlos bouncing on the spot excitedly. If the bear didn't cheer Carlos up, James didn't know what would.

Taking a second to comprehend the massive bear in front of him, he grinned, "Seriously?" he asked less enthusiastic then he usually would due to feeling so crappy but you could hear the excitement in his voice.

"Yep," James smiled suddenly kind of embarrassed for no real reason, however when he handed the bear to Carlos he quickly snatched it cuddling it to his chest. It took all the boys might not to 'aww' at the sight. Carlos looked far younger than his years, squeezing the teddy bear.

"What do you want to name it?" Kendall asked before Logan or James could tell him what its name was, " James and Logan have been fighting about that," he whispered, Carlos smirked.

"He's name should be Mr. Bear," Carlos said, his mood brightening.

"What!" James asked, "Mr. Bear? Really?"

"Yea," Carlos said.

"It's his bear James," Logan laughed, "he can name it whatever he wants,"

James rolled his eyes, "But Mr. Bear?"

"I like it," Carlos defended.

"But Nutella was so much cooler," James said.

"Let it go," Kendall laughed.

"Fine," James sighed.

"So Carlos, how you feeling?" Logan asked moving over to the couch and resting the back of his hand on Carlos forehead and neck.

"I'm alright," Carlos mumbled into his bear annoyed, but he didn't swat Logan away. He knew better than that.

"You're really warm," Logan stated concerned.

Carlos just nodded, not really listening now. He just wanted to lie down on the couch and sleep with his over sized bear.

"Maybe you should take off your jumper," He suggested.

"No, too cold," He said.

Logan frowned and looked at Kendall who gave him the 'look'.

"How about we watch a movie? Chill until mom gets home?" Kendall suggested, figuring that was the best idea.

"Sweet!" James said taking the spot next to Carlos.

"Sounds good," Carlos agreed.

I didn't really know where to end this chapter, so there pretty much sucked. Still don't know what direction I'm taking this story or where I'm going, but hey, let's enjoy the ride anyway?
(That was pretty much the lamest thing I've ever said)

Also if you want my twitter, ask :D Like I said on my other story I'm not that interesting but I'm always on it so you can pretty much contact me at anytime if you want (I'm not sure why you'd actually want to but oh well)

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Fact: My cars name is d'Artagnan

(okay maybe that was the lamest thing I've ever said ;P)