Big Time Boyfriend Part 129

OMG guys this is the last thing I have pre-written. :'(( Okay, don't cry. This isn't the end. I WILL finish this thing. This is my freaking BABY. I've been through so much with this story and it is GOING to get a proper ending. I swear. Look forward to the holidays with these guys, and the beautiful reunion of Katie and Kendall. Omg for anyone who has taken the time to read this, THANK YOU. Okay, deep breath. WARNINGS: Little Katie (Gasp!)...... And it looks like that's it. :D Also I finish part one of my final today. Gah! Enjoy this one lovelies!

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Episode 129:

"Katie?" Carlos said softly. She whimpered and pulled the covers over her head. He smiled, sitting on the bed.

"You're mad, awen't you?" She rasped.

"Why would I be mad?" He asked, pretending to be oblivious. 

"Didn't Lucy tell you?" She asked, peeking her head out to look at him.

"When have I ever been mad at you about it Katie?" He asked. "Plus, you don't feel good. And you're under so much stress right now. It's okay."

The little girl nodded, cuddling close to Carlos. "Can I have ice cream?" She asked.

Carlos nodded. "I'll go get it, alright? You just stay here." Katie nodded, not needing to be told twice. Carlos smiled as he headed downstairs.

"How is she?" Camille asked nervously.

"She wants ice cream," Carlos shrugged. "And her throat is sore." Camille and Logan exchanged a look. "What?"

"I think you need to go to the store," Camille said to Logan. "She's gonna want soda too and you know what happens when she get sick."

Logan nodded. "What size is your bed Carlos?" He asked.

"A full, but what's going on?" 

Camille nodded to Logan, and he got up to leave. "Check the apartment too. You," She said, turning to Carlos, "Come here. We need to have a little talk."

Lucy took that as her cue to take James upstairs. Carlos sighed and sat next to Camille nervously.

"Look, you're not in trouble or anything if that's what you're thinking. But... You're the only one who can get her to open up and I've seen her like this before," Camille said softly.

"Look, if it makes you feel better, I'm ninety nine percent sure I'm gay," Carlos said before mentally smacking himself. "Sorry I didn't mean-"

"Carlos breathe," Camille giggled. "I'm not worried about anything like that, okay? But... When she gets sick she tends to regress a little."

"Oh... Oh," Carlos said, beginning to put it together. "How badly?"

"Depends on how sick she is," Camille sighed. "if it's not too bad she just gets a little more clingy and needy. But when she gets like the flu or strep I end up with essentially a clingy toddler who can't quite make it to the bathroom."

Carlos chewed on his lip as he listened to Camille. "So that's why Logan wanted to know about my bed?" he asked.

Camille nodded. "He's gonna grab some pull-ups for her, just to be safe. But just.... Be careful with her, alright?"

Carlos nodded. "So just lots of cuddles and movies?" he asked. 

Camille nodded. "Just remind her to get up and try to pee. She gets so upset after an accident."

Carlos nodded. "Need anything else while I'm down here?"

"Some tea would be nice."