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Chapter 3: And You Are?

The sunlight beamed straight at James' closed eyelids. He scrunched up his face and turned to the side, pulling his quilt over his face. His eyes shot open, realizing it was the next day. Throwing the covers off of himself, he quickly got up from his bed and looked around for a clean shirt to wear. He slipped on his best white tee and went downstairs. Wait ... was Carlos still in bed? He stepped back upstairs to find his shorter friend in the awkwardest position. James half laughed. "Carlitos," he called. "Today is tomorrow!"

Carlos' eyes fluttered open as he repositioned himself. "Tomorrow!" he said as he scooted off the bed, almost tripping as he ran over to James and followed behind him.

James didn't even look at the clock. Even if he had, it wouldn't change anything. No matter what time it was, anytime can be Kendall time. He spotted Logan on the orange couch, typing away at his laptop keyboard. "When should we leave to visit Kendall?" James asked Logan, who wasn't looking too easy.

"We could leave as soon as we're all showered and ready, or we could leave around lunch time and go out to eat," he replied, eyes fixated on his laptop screen.

"What're you doing on your laptop, Loges?"

Logan sighed and turned to James. "I was reading the news for those murders that happened a while ago. You know, the up in the percentage? Apparently the one who caused the killings started up again. They know nothing about him except that he is a 6' 2" tall brunette man that calls himself 'Captain.' His previous victims are mostly blonde males, ranging from 16-19-years-old,"

James' heart pounded against his chest. A preference for blonde males? Why? Maybe that was the guy who was with Kendall on the night of the accident ... It made James shiver with fear. If they hadn't gone to help Kendall, he probably would've killed him, or-or kidnap him! When Kendall is checked out of the hospital, James was for sure going to be by his side 24/7. All three of them, by his side ... until this Captain guy was caught.

"We need to protect Kendall from him!" Carlos piped in.

James grabbed an apple from the refrigerator. "He prefers blondes. That doesn't mean he won't get us, too," James made a point. "I still don't get why he prefers blondes. They aren't any different from brunettes, or red heads, or any other kind of hair color. Does it say anything about that?"

"No," Logan replied with a sigh. "All it says is he prefers blondes and that's it. Nothing about why."

"Well, at least we know who we're dealing with," James threw the apple core in the garbage. "We just need to be extra careful and not go anyplace alone."

Carlos stared at his bowl of Cocoa Krispies. He turned his head towards James with confusion. "B't isn't Kend'l all alon in the hospidl?" he asked with a mouth full of his cereal.

"Carlos, we talked about this. Chew and swallow first, and then talk," Logan said.

"He has a point though," James gestured towards Carlos. "We don't really have any idea how he looks, and he could easily change his appearance just like that." he finished, snapping his fingers for more effect.

"Well, we do know his description," Logan nervously smiled at James.

"Let's just get showered and visit Kendall before things get worse," James said as he ran into the upstairs shower.

"I call this shower!" Carlos shut the bathroom door.

Logan rolled his eyes. He was going to let them go first anyway. The apartment felt empty without Kendall. It was almost like there was supposed to be a third voice after James and Carlos' when they claimed the showers. Just one person. One person to make this whole apartment feel empty. All of the years Logan has spent with Kendall, he has never once thought of how life would be with one of his friends in the hospital. It was unexpected. All Logan knew is they had to find out who this guy really is, or Kendall's attacker might be planning on another meet up. Logan's hands got cold as he stared at his screen. There was a reason why his attacker preferred blondes ...

'They scream louder.'

"Hey, do you think they'll let one of us stay the night with Kendall if he wakes up today?" Carlos smiled with excitment.

"Maybe," James shrugged as he turned the car into the hospital lot. "But who is going to sleep there first?" he half laughed.

Logan whined nervously. "I hope Kendall wakes up today. That would give me some reassurance that he's going to be okay,"

"Don't worry, Loges. We all know he'll be fine if we look out for him," James forced a smile. Now let's go and check out how he's doing.

They all got out of the car and walked towards the hospital, all nervous for the new day.

Carlos still had that thought running through his head. 'Isn't Kendall alone in the hospital?' But there were doctors that checked up on him every once in a while, right? To make sure he was all right? Carlos walked closer to James a bit, and Logan did the same for Carlos. It was almost like they were a bit closer now since the accident. They go to each other for comfort because they have no one else they really see a lot. Now that he thought of it, Logan was now sleeping alone. Kendall wasn't there anymore. Carlos tilted his head as he walked up the hospital entrance stairs. Slumber party maybe? Carlos put his hands in front of himself, almost face planting into the floor, his friends caught him, both with confused faces.

"Feeling a bit clumsy today, 'Litos?" James raised a brow.

"A bit, I guess," he replied, suddenly realizing they were at the desk.

"We're here to see Kendall Knight," James told the counter woman.

"All right, thank you," she said. "Room 215, as always."

"Thanks," James replied to the kind desk woman.

Logan's breathing got a bit uneven, but he managed to steady it. His hand pushed the door open, all walking into the room Kendall was to stay in until things got better. A day already past them in a snap. Will it be like that everyday? Logan took a seat in one of the chairs next to Kendall's bed. The last time Kendall was in a hospital bed was when he was just 9-years-old. The poor boy had food poisoning.

"I wonder if Kendall can hear us ..." Carlos stared at Kendall curiously. He could have sworn he saw his hand twitch, but it must've been his imagination because no one else saw it. Hmmm. "So Kendall, how have you been..?" he smiled at himself.

Logan half laughed.

James couldn't tell if Kendall was afraid, or happy. Whether he should comfort him or just leave him alone. James walked over to Kendall's bedside and put his hand in his own. "Just to make sure you're, uhh ... not afraid, I just want to let you know that we're here for you, Kendall. All three of us are with you every step of the way," James smiled. "The last time I held your hand was in 4th grade when you were nervous to tell Kristy Berk you liked her." James remembered it so clearly, almost like it was just yesterday. The poor boy couldn't even speak, he was so nervous. But James always knew what Kendall wanted to say. She said he was cute, but she said she loved someone else. It's always someone else ... James snapped out of it when he felt a bit of a squeeze on his hand. "K-Kendall?"

"What is it James?" Logan jumped out of his seat, Carlos following him to Kendall.

"Kendall's gripping my hand! It's gentle, but it's something!" James' eyes twinkled with happiness.

Logan pressed the button to call the doctor in to have a bit of help. With no hesitation, the doctor opened the door, asking what was wrong. "Kendall moved,"

The doctor walked closer to Kendall. "Now, Kendall, can you hear me?" the doctor asked. "I need you to clench your right fist if you can hear my voice."

Kendall's right hand slowly closed. Not tight, but enough.

"We're making progress here," the doctor nodded, looking at them all. "He's going to wake up soon, don't worry. He's responding to my voice and that's a sign he's a very lucky boy."

"W-when does he open his eyes?" Carlos eagerly asked.

The doctor sighed. "He's currently regaining his strength. Once he feels he has enough, he will wake up. It'll be very soon, because he is conscious, just not awake from sleeping. Very soon, though. I can't predict when."

James nodded. "Thanks,"

"No problem. If you have anymore questions, I'll be at the counter." he said, taking his leave.

"It's like all of my fear went away!" Carlos shouted with pure joy. "All you gotta do now, Kendall is wake up!"

"After our visit we should go out to eat as a celebration. I'm starving," James smirked.

"Of course you are," Logan eyed James. "You had an apple for breakfast."

James smiled nervously. "I didn't feel like eating anything else!"

"I'm up for going out for lunch!" Carlos chimed in.

"Then it's settled. Out to lunch for celebration!" James held his stomach. "Soon ..."

A moan behind them, along with a cough.

They whipped their heads to the other direction, all agasp of what they saw. Kendall, blinking his eyes open, looking as confused as ever. He turned his head to their direction.

James, Logan, and Carlos were speechless of how happy they were to see their best friend waking up from his unconsciousness. That is ... until they heard what he wanted to say.

"W-who are you?"

Like the ending? Oh, you didn't? You want to kill me you say? Whoa whoa whoa there ... I was just doing my job to please you all! HAHAAa ... hah ... EHEM. Feel free to drop a review as always, I'll be checking my email 24/7. ;) Oh, and what do you think about me adding in a POV of this so called 'Captain' guy? He's creepy, no? I might explain a bit about him in the next chapter. Give you guys a bit of spice about this guy. So what did you think about this chapter? Do you think Kendall is playing an old April fools prank on his friends? HAHA ... okay, okay. Not funny. What IS funny though is, my mom cut her PJ's long sleeves off, (sewing her PJs to actually look like it had short sleeves,) and gave the cut part of them to me! And now I have some pretty awesome arm warmers. ;) See you guys in the next chapter! Sleep well ... MUAHAHAAA ... COUGH COUGH SPUTTER WHEEZE.