I don't really like this chapter much. It started off awesome but I was just like… huh? This just didn't seem to flow right for me.
The next one should be awesome, I hope. I've got an awesome idea. Just lots of fluff, Carlos is so cute :P

Sorry about my horrible updates. I've been working on this all week but it took forever and I barely have time to write lately. But I haven't given up yet, I hope neither have you :D

Chapter 8

"Carlos?" James groggily woke up and turned to his right, expecting the sick boy to be in his bed fast asleep like every other morning. Every single morning James would wake up first and look to his right at Carlos. He would usually get a reply of some sort of grunt, indicating the pretty boy's presence and then James felt he was ready to face the day. He didn't know why he felt he needed to hear Carlos every morning. He just did. And Carlos never seemed to mind that much.

However when he didn't get a reply James sat up confused. Carlos wasn't a heavy nor light sleeper, but whenever James talked to him in the mornings he would at least mumble an incoherent reply. He threw a pillow at Carlos bed, until he realized there was actually nobody in the lumps of sheets, just the comforter.

A tiny bit concerned now, he got out of bed and went in search of the little Latino. He checked the lounge room, bathroom and kitchen before he started too really panic. Where the heck was he?

"Carlos!" James yelled a little louder.

When he was only met with the silence of 2J, he freaked out. And not in the cool, collected way Kendall usually does. He freaked out in a full on James, over reacting, high voiced, panic stricken way.

"CARLOS! CARLOS! OH MY GOD I LOST CARLOS!" James yelled barging into Kendall and Logan's room, tripping on a lone shoe and almost running into the door.

"GUYS I LOST CARLOS! HE'S NOT IN THE APARTMENT AND I CAN'T FIND HIM!" He yelled again successfully waking the two teenagers up. He paced unnecessarily up and down the boys room. Unsure of what to do with himself but needing to do something. Kendall and Logan groggily rose from their beds, hair stickling up in awkward angles.

Upon waking Kendall being more the irritated by the pretty boys loud antics threw a pillow directly at his face, "What the HELL are you yelling about James!" Kendall asked clearly aggravated.

"CARLOS ISNT IN THE APARTMENT!" James yelled again throwing the pillow back at Kendall.

"What do you mean he isn't in the apartment?" Logan asked getting out of bed.

"I mean, he wasn't in bed when I woke up and I can't find him anywhere here. He's sick, remember guys? So where the hell is he?" James asked frantically.

Instantly Kendall and Logan both paled, finally realizing what had happened and ran out of the room in search for their little Latino.

"Carlos!" Kendall shouted as he checked the kitchen.

"Oh my god! He isn't here!" Logan yelled after looking in the bathroom.

James rolled his eyes and stepped out of the bedroom arms crossed over his chest, "Is that not what I just told you?"

Kendall almost wacked James across the head for being so blunt, "Well where is he?"

James put his hands up defensively, "How am I supposed to know?"

"You share a room with him!" Logan retorted.

"That doesn't mean I watch his every move all night!" James stated.

"Okay stop!" Kendall said calmly, going into his leader mode, "He can't have gone far. He's still sick and doesn't like to wonder very far. So chances are he's still somewhere in the palm woods. Now we just have to find him."

"But he has the worst sense of direction and is sick so he might have wandered too far and got lost," Logan said panicky, jumping to the worst conclusion.

"Logan chill," Kendall said, "We just have to find him before my mom wakes up and flips that Carlos isn't in the apartment."

Logan and James nodded agreeing.

"Well what are we waiting for?" Kendall yelled when nobody moved.

Instantly the three teenagers in Pajamas exited 2J in search for the smaller boy. They didn't have to look far though, as soon as they hit the lobby they were stopped by Camille.

"Hi guys," Camille said brightly, "Missing someone?"

"You've seen Carlos?" Logan asked.

"Yea, we found him asleep by the pool. Jo's sitting with him but his a little out of it, I was just about to come get you," She explained and the four entered the pool.

Carlos was lying on the ground with his head in Jo's lap as she stroked his hair. Despite being more then relieved when they saw him alive, Carlos looked pale and sweaty, indicating the night by the pool had not helped his illness.

"Carlos!" James cried relieved and ran up to the boy eloping him into a hug.

"What were you thinking bud?" Kendall asked stroking his hair.

Carlos just groaned and nuzzled his face into Jo's lap. Jo grinned unfazed by Carlos's actions, but when she turned to the guys she frowned, "Why are you all in your pajamas?"

The three boys looked down and realized that they were in fact still in the clothes they slept in. Clearly they had been too concerned with Carlos to remember to change.

Kendall flushed something very unusual for him, "We just woke up and ran down here when we realized he wasn't there."

Jo smiled, "Cute,"

Kendall just rolled his eyes, trying to hide his utter embarrassment from being in his red plaid pajama bottoms while outside in front of his girlfriend.

"Come on buddy, wake up," James said comfortingly, slightly shaking him.

Carlos just groaned and allowed himself to be picked up by the bigger boy. Once James cradled him firmly in his arms Carlos nuzzled against his chest, soaking up the comfort and warmth.

"What the heck were you doing out here bud?" Logan asked concerned.

Carlos just shrugged and refused to look at him but taking in the comfort of James. Sleeping outside had not done him justice. All he wanted was to go to bed. Why were they still talking? Why was it so bright? And why was he so hot?

Could James just please take him to bed?

"Thanks for looking after him guys," Kendall said to Camille and Jo.

"Anytime," Camille shrugged, "We didn't realize he was this sick."

"He wasn't last night, but I'm guessing spending the night by the pool didn't help his condition," Logan stated. Concern was evident in his voice but so was his annoyance with the Latino.

"What was he thinking?" Kendall asked rhetorically.

Camille and Jo just shrugged, and Carlos mumbled a weak 'shut up' directed at Kendall.

"I don't know, but he's cute when he's sick," Camille teased.

Carlos blushed, he hated being called cute. Then again thinking about the predicament he was in, he probably couldn't avoid being called so. Still, he wished Camille had not stated that so loud.

James smirked at Carlos as he just snuggled deeper into the pretty boys arms as his checks flushed red.

"Yea Carlos is very cute," James agreed, "but he is also very heavy. So can we get him up to bed now?"

"Don't wanna go to bed," Carlos slurred. Yes he was sick. Yes his whole body was aching, and yes he wanted nothing more than to be dead to the world. But he still didn't want to be confined to a bed, Mama Knight and the guys not letting him up. Why did they feel the need to baby him so? He was a big boy and could look after himself. He didn't need them to look after him, he didn't need his friends to drop their whole lives for him. He felt like he was ruining everything.

Sleeping outside had been so stupid. He had just made his friends worry more. If he tried, could be get any dumber?

Kendall grinned at the protests and Logan felt his forehead "Yep, we better get him to bed. He's warming up." Logan said in his doctor tone completely ignoring the boys weak complaints.

Kendall nodded, "Thanks again," he said to the girls and the three guys, plus Carlos being carried by James walked back up to 2J. As degrading as it was being cradled in James's arms and carried to there apartment, at the moment he was just too sick to care. Tomorrow he would complain about it. Right now he just wanted to sleep.

"Oh my god! Where have you been!"

As soon as the boys entered 2J they were greeted by Mrs. Knight standing in the kitchen still in her pajamas, dressing gown wrapped around her. She looked almost frantic like she had been pacing the kitchen or something and remarkably resembled Molly Wesley from the second Harry Potter movie.

"Don't freak out!" Kendall said putting on his best 'you love me so you can't be mad smile', "but we went looking for Carlos."

"You went looking for Carlos! Why did Carlos need to be looked for! He should have been in bed!" She cried.

The four boys cringed and despite all being taller than the women cowered sheepishly when she yelled. Carlos cuddled closer to James refusing to let go. His head was pounding worse than it had all week. His body ached all over, his throat felt like razors and he wanted was to be wrapped in his comforter and sleep. He was assuming going out last night and falling asleep by the pool was probably the stupidest thing he had ever done. He felt worse than he ever had.

"When we woke up he wasn't in his bed. We found him sleeping by the pool," Logan explained, clearly not to impressed by the situation.

"Why was he sleeping by the pool?" Katie asked who had just appeared out of nowhere by her mother.

James shrugged and shifted the sick boy, "We don't know."

"Carlos what on earth were you thinking!" Kelly cried full of anger and concern for the boy. She went up and felt his forehead. He just shrugged her away but she could feel the heat radiate off him.

"I couldn't sleep, went to sit outside. Stop talking, head hurts," Carlos said almost incoherently.

Kelly frowned, "Okay take him to bed. I'll get some things for him."

James nodded and carried the boy to their shared bedroom.

Instantly Kelly was bombarded by Logan and Kendall.

"Is he going to be okay?" Kendall asked concerned.

Kelly sighed, "I don't think it's that bad, but we really won't know until I take his temperature. Sleeping outside certainly didn't help anything," She scowled.

"But he should be okay, his not going to get too sick, right?" Logan asked. His big puppy dog eyes burnt holes into Kelly and she had to look away. She didn't like seeing such concern and uncertainty in the usually such well assured boys. They were so worried about their younger friend that nothing she could say would really make them feel better. She knew the only way they would stop worrying about him was until he was awake and speaking to them.

"He should be alright, we'll just have to keep a close eye on him," Kelly decided, hoping that would help them settle down.

By the looks they gave her she assumed it didn't, so she just shrugged sympathetically and headed to the kitchen.

Kendall sighed defeated, "This blows."

"I know," Logan hung his head.

"Don't worry big bro," Katie said patting Kendall's arm, "Carlos will be fine. He always pull's through,"

Kendall laughed with no humor in his tone, "Not quickly enough."

I hope you stuck with me until the end of this horribly written, incoherent chapter.

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Thank you so much for stickling with me! Will try to get the next chapter up much sooner!