So I originally intended on having this finished by the 4th of July, but I dont think thats going to happen. Fail. So yeah..these next two chapters are going to be pretty short, but I plan on getting them both up today. Okay? Okay.

Chapter 19*takes place at age 10

Alot of people submitted this plot. Lol. xD

He rests his head in the pile of scratchy pillows on the arm of the couch. Before throwing a blanket over him, he sticks the thermometer in his mouth and sighs heavily. His head spinning, the low volume TV dreads behind him, and his stomach churns.

He takes the thermometer out of his mouth, and rolls his eyes at the numbers that read 102. Angrily, he throws it behind him and rolls over on the couch.

His stomach kept churning and his head was pounding. His vision was hazy and his mind was in a daze. Heavy eyelids slowly crept over him, eventually bringing him into a rest, untill suddenly..

He yanked the covers off him and bolted for the bathroom, vomit arising, fast.

Logan Mitchell was sick.

...

"It's not like Logan to just miss school!" Carlos exclaimed.

"Dont worry, Im sure he's fine." Kendall assured the shorter boy.

"Yeah, he's probably just not feeling well." James offered.

Folding his arms, and slumping further into his seat, Carlos groaned. "Fine. But as soon as that bell rings, Im out of here to go check on Logan. Because Im still worried about him!"

Kendall and James shrugged. "Suit yourself."

The school day went by slower than a turtle trying to cross a road, and when it finally ended, Carlos quickly scrambled for his stuff and bolted out the doors of the fifth grade classroom.

The Latino ran as fast as his little feet could carry him, and by the time he reached Logan's front steps, he was out of breath. Not even bothering to knock, Carlos just yanked open the door and stumbled into his naive friend's house.

Carlos walked in on Logan emptying the contents of his stomach.

"Ooohh..." Carlos moaned, and Logan whipped around meeting eyes with him.

Carlos immediatly ran over to help Logan sit back on the couch, and pulled the covers over his friend. He then rushed into the kitchen, fetched him a glass of water, and sat down infront of him.

"Aw, Logie..how come you didnt tell us you were sick?"

Logan just shrugged, and Carlos shook his head. It was always so like him to be suffering in silence like that.

"Did you take your temperature?" Carlos questioned. This was all so wierd for him, though. Usually Logan was the one taking care of the guys if they were sick, but now its the other way around. Carlos just wasn't used to it. But he would do anything for his best friend.

"Yeah..it was 102 this morning, but I think its down to like 101 or 100 by now.." He replied, and Carlos sighed in relief.

"Well, dont worry, I can stay here all night to keep you company if you want me too." Carlos offered, and Logan's face lit up, but quickly fell into a frown.

The frown didnt go unnoticed by Carlos, and he tilted his head in confusion. "What's wrong?"

Logan just let out a sigh, his eyes looking painfully lost. "I just..its nothing."

"No, tell me."

"Okay, fine. I just wish my father was here to take care of me more often..you know, like at times like this? I mean I know he's busy with work and everything, but he doesnt need to drown himself in it and not have anytime for me."

A single tear made its way down Logan's face, and he quickly wiped it off, pulling himself together. Carlos' heart sank. He had always been aware of Logan's neglectful father, but never knew it bothered him this much. Mainly because Logan was always masking his pain, but still. It hurt Carlos alot to see his friend this upset.

He reached out, and grabbed Logan's hand. "Buddy, listen. You're my best friend in the whole world and even if your father isnt here, I'll always be here for you. And Im sure James and Kendall will, too."

That lost look still in his eyes, but this time alittle less visible, Logan smiled. "Thanks, Carlos."

Well there you go, Cargan fans. You're welcome.

So I plan to get another chapter up today, I hope. But its gunna be really short. Okay? Review please!