A/N- Guys my new story is my newest obsession and I feel like Ive been putting this one off to write that one. Im sorry, I'll try to update this one quicker. But Ive also been going through some stuff lately and have a bit on my schedule. So sorry, I'll try.

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Chapter 4 ((the guys are 15 in this one))

The chilly Minnesota air blew on the back of Logan's neck as he walked side by side with Kendall Knight. Carlos bounced behind them, and James speed walked ahead.

The boys were on thier way to the mall. A few players from the Minnesota Wild were actually at the mall, signing autographs. And the boys were eager to get there.

"So," Kendall began, "Do you think we'll run into a big line?"

"Nah," Carlos continued to jump, "How many people do you expect to show up? It cant be too many."

The blonde boy shrugged, and before they knew it, the boys were infront of the mall. But the sight that unravels before them was not quite what they had expected. At all.

A huge line spread atleast 100 feet outside the mall. The four friends glanced at eachother, and charged toward the mall.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, what's all this?" Kendall shrieked.

"Its the line to get an autograph from the Minnesota Wild," a man with a scratchy voice and a beard answered, "Now if you want one, your gunna have to get in like. Just like the rest of us."

They sighed, but got behind the man anyway.

"Man this stinks." Carlos grumbled.

"We'll be here forever!" Kendall added, "Why are so many people here?"

"We're in Minnesota," the man turned around again, "What do you expect?"

Logan's face fell, and he tapped on his sides, "Hey, where's James?"

"I dont know." Kendall replied.

"Guys!"

Logan jumped when James came up so suddenly behind the shorter boy, and James panted, "I found a way to cut ahead of everyone!"

The man standing infront of them stared them down, and the boys got in closer, "How?" Logan asked.

"Well, see, the line ends all the way on the 4th floor," he began.

"The fourth floor?" Carlos exasperated.

"Yeah, I know," James shook his head, "Anyway, I figured if we went in, just as if we were regular shoppers, then took the elevator up, we can make it to the fourth floor without anyone seeing us cut ahead, then just carefully slip in line."

"That's brilliant!" Kendall nodded, "Come on, lets go!"

Logan bit his lip, "Guys. Maybe we should just wait in line.."

"He's right, boys."

They turned to face that man with the beard again, who must of been listening in on them. Biting thier lips, James and Kendall lifted up Logan, despite his protests, and hurried away into the mall.

"Guys! Put me down!" Logan hit James' back, "Guys!"

James chuckled when they reached the elevator, "Alright, alright, fine." and he dropped Logan.

"Hey! I meant gently!"

James just chuckled.

The lights went off, and the elevator doors dinged open.

"Aw man!" Kendall stomped his foot when Logan was half way in the loft, "I left my phone outside! Guys come with me to get it."

"Wait, Kendall!" Too late. The elevator doors were already closed.

Logan sighed, and his phone beeped. A text message from James. Just stay on the fourth floor. We'll meet you there in 5 mins.

Rolling his eyes, he stepped into the elevator, and pressed on the button to take him to the fourth floor, he watched the buttons blink and heard the ding, as the elevator reached each floor. But when it made it to the third floor, Logan was not welcomed by the pleasent ding he had recieved from the other two floors.

Crash! Bang! Bang!

The teenager winced, shuttered, and ducked. Now crawled up in a ball in the corner and shaking, Logan opened one eye and peered around him. The elevator had stopped. And he was in there. Alone.

And suddenly, claustrophobia began to take over. Ever since a young age, Logan had been quite claustrophobic. He couldnt even stand to go into the swirly slide half the time in fear of getting stuck or just this unexplainable nerve racking fear that he just couldnt quite shake off.

It felt like the walls had began to close in. And he could hear every little sound around him. Shaking hands, scattered thoughts, blurred vision, breathing suddenly became a challenge.

The walls were spinning, he couldnt think or see straight. Short gasps of air came in every now and then and he couldnt keep under control. One shaking hand absent mindedly reached up and grabbed his spiky brown hair, pulling vigorously.

Out of all the sudden sounds he could hear and the thoughts racing through his head, Logan could make out a slight ringing noise. His phone!

Without even thinking to look at the caller ID, he whipped it out of his pocket and held it closely to his ear, "H-Help." he croaked out. Then collapsed.

Standing up on the fourth floor, Kendall glanced down at his phone, as the screen went blank.

"Well?" James asked.

"He-he's in trouble!" Kendall managed to spit out through his panick.

Carlos furrowed a brow, "What do you mean? What did he say?"

"He...well, he just said 'Help'.." Kendall trailed off.

"Help?"

"Yeah, I-I dont know..but he didnt sound too good."

"Wait," a light bulb went off in James' head, "What if he's stuck in the elevators?"

He watched as his blonde friend's eyes widenend in a mix of realization, and panick, "Oh no..HELP!"

All three boys started yelping out in need of assistance, and ran into mall cop, not too far down.

"Help," Kendall panted, "Elavators..he..I.." he tried to catch his breath, James put a hand on his shoulder and continued for him, "We think the elevators are stuck! And our friend is in there!"

"Plus, he's highlyyy claustrophobic." Carlos added, nodding.

Edging towards a stereotypical moment, the officer took a bite of his donut, twirling his katsstick, "You think the elevators are stuck, huh?" the man sounded like he could care less.

Kendall took his jaunty attitude as an offense, but shook it off, "Yes! Thats what we just said! Now help!"

...

"How is he?"

"Is he gunna be okay?"

"Wait! Wait! Shhhhh! He's waking up! Look!"

At the sound of his friend's voices, Logan's eyes fluttered open, to a white room.

"Guys?"

"Hey Logie! How ya feeling?" Carlos bounced, as Kendall and James held the hyper boy back, and Logan chuckled.

He attempted at sitting up, "What happened?"

Logan watched in curiousity, as his friends all smirked at eachother, and the leader spoke up, "The elevators broke. You were stuck, freaked out, and collapsed."

"Oh..man.." Logan leaned his head back, "How did I get out?"

Kendall, James, and Carlos all exchanged glances with eachother, then James smiled, "Well, at first we had the fire department come and try to get you out.."

Carlos picked up, "We were so worried, they couldnt get you out.."

Kendall smiled, "But we eventually did. With the help of one man." Kendall gestured at a man who entered the hospital room, and Logan's memory came flooding back to him.

It was the same man with the beard who was standing on line next to them.

Logan winced, as the man smiled, "Uhm..thanks for saving me." he gestured awkwardly.

The man winked, "No worries. You should thank your friends. They were so worried."

Logan smiled at the guys, and they smiled back. His attention was bought back to the man infront of him, "Just..next time, dont cut in line."

Logan smiled, "We wont."

He left, and suddenly Logan was pulled into a three way hug. "We were so worried."

The naiive boy blushed, "Sorry."

"Dont appoogize!" Carlos playfully punched him.

"You guys are the best friends in the world." Logan thanked.

"We know," Kendall stated, digging into his pocket, "One more thing. We gottcha something."

In Logan's hands, was placed an autographed photo of Aaron Garvey of the Minnesota Wild.

"Oh now you guys are the best."

"We know."

A/N- Guys this STUNK and sounded like two year old wrote it. WRITTERS BLOCK! Gah! Sorrys. Yeah sorrys. Because I think this poop deserves more than one sorry. Keep the requests coming!

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