He wasn't really sure if he could handle this... Seeing Paris again after throwing him out. After pitching a fit and throwing lamps and breaking things and scaring animals... He was completely embarrassed by his tantrum and then he'd ignored Paris for weeks. He didn't even return texts! How pathetic was that?

Paris had every reason to be furious with him, but he was talking to him now as awkwardly and unsure as Chris was to him. It made him feel even worse for being such a jerk.

"Alright... I'll see you then. Bye..." he said, pulling the phone away after a few moments and clicking the button to end the call. Chris stared at the phone for a few long moments, not sure what to do now, before finally letting out a breath of air that he didn't realize he was holding.

He placed the phone on the bedside table and slid down under the covers, figuring if he could somehow fall asleep, maybe things would be better later on.