Homecoming

Saving Private Chris

You nodded, tears still running out of your eyes. At this point your makeup was not only running, but racing to see if it could all get to your chin. 

A few moments passed; all the guys were still at the house, except for Ryan and Ricky. Brandon was trying to comfort you, as well as Jessica and Kylie. Ghost was sitting with Balz, who had his face buried in his hands. And Allie was in the kitchen making coffee as you could smell it from where you were still sitting.

"Where are Ryan and Ricky?" you asked as your tears began to let up. 

Jess wiped your eyes, "They went to go find Chris. And hopefully talk him into lettting you talk; considering he left before you could speak."

You quickly got up and ran into the guest room because you simply couldn't be in the bedroom; the door of your room  was still wide open and a Mark Ryden painting Chris bought you that hung above the door lay smashed. It felt terrible that you had to use the guest room in your own house!

After a few minutes of sitting on the edge on your bed with your hands covering your face, there was a soft knock on the door you had closed. "It's open!' you gathered enough energy to say.

It was Ghost and Kylie, who proceeded to walk in. Kylie sat with you on the edge of the freshly made bed, while Ghost walked in your general direction to wrap his arms around you as you stood.

"Come on. Don't cry. Kylie and I can't stand it when you cry." he stated as he took your hand in his and went to sit on the edge of the bed with you and Kylie.

"I just don't understand! He didn't even let me talk." you began to cry a bit more into Kylie's shoulder which made her tear up as well.

"Chris was never one to hear anyone out. That's just who he is. It's definetly NOT you, (y/n)!" Ghost informed you with his voice starting to crack.

"Come on, please don't cry!" you insisted.

"Hey, the party's up here now?" Ricky asked as he tried to lighten the mood a bit with a cheesey joke. Jessica ran from her boyfriend to you as she sat down on the red carpet with her freshly manicured hand on your shaking knee.

"Yeah. I guess." you assured him with a smile trying to form. "I guess Allie and Ryan went home? Oh, where did Brandon go?"

"Well, Ryan went to go talk to Chris and Allie is staying here tonight in case Chris dosen't come back, so she ran home to get a change of clothes. Oh, and Brandon is outside talking on the phone." Jessica answered in a softer tone.

"What do you mean Chris is out?!" you asked as you heard your voice break once more.

No one had an answer. Ghost just got up; and when he returned, he had coffee for you in the purple HIM mug. Ricky reached for his back pocket and saw three missed calls from Ryan on the screen of his phone. Still silent, Ricky rose his black iPhone 5 to his ear.

After a few small seconds on the phone, Ricky took a deep breath and began to speak again. You couldn't imagine who he was talking to; what if Chris was going off the deepest end? A few more seconds passed with no words from Ricky, so the person on the other end was probably talking. Ricky quickly pulled the phone away from his ear, covering the speaker with his palm.

He handed the phone to you. "Hello?" you asked with slight confusion. 

You saw Jess mouth, "Who is it?"

You mouthed back, "Chris."

"So, is he coming back?" Brandon asked coming through the door.

You motioned for him to quiet down by putting your finger to your lips. Ricky clearly said in a whisper, "Do you want him to?"

You just shrugged your shoulders and then nodded with a look of complete honesty on your face.

After a few more words from you and Chris were exchanged, you hung up; a smile was slowly forming on your face that was still as bright red as a tomato. 

"Hey, sorry about that. But what did he say?" Brandon asked you growing impatient as he was disgusted with the way Chris acted. 

Everyone's eyes were glued on you, anticipating an answer. "Well..." you began. "He's at Chipotle where Balz went since he was 'starving,' and he explained that he's a wreck; I mean his foot is supposedly tapping a mile a minute, his eyes are red and puffy, and he won't eat anything.So, I told him to come home."