Living With Sam. (Pottorff Fafic)

Prologue

So Hey! My name is Salem Jinx Anabalic. I'm a guy. I like reading, drawing, and sometimes singing. But I have a secret. I'm bisexual. You probably think this is one of those stories where I fall in love with a guy at first sight but its not like that. Not like that at all. As a matter of fact, this story begins on a dark summer day. It was sunny and the sun broke through the clouds like a dreamcatcher, As if it were raindrops caught on a web. Spaced and beautifully decorated. I was simply in Barnes&Nobles looking for the beautiful creatures series. When this jerk off ran into me, knocking down all the books in my hands and didn't even apologize. He just laughed. Ughh can people be any ruder?!?! "Thanks Dipshit!" I yell. "Your so welcome and here's my number too." He said as he handed me a piece of paper. "Why would I want your number?" I scream as he walks away. Everyone is staring at me like I did something wrong! Like go back to what you were doing before dumbasses! Normal people can be so weird sometimes. He walks back and he says smiling "Because you know who I am." "No I don't" I tell him. "So you don't recognize me from YouTube?" He frowns but he kinda looks happy. "No! Am I supposed too?" I say through clinched teeth. "Let me take you out for coffee. To repay you for the mess." He says smiling. "Okay?" I say with a creeped out smile. "By the way, I'm Sam." He says quietly. "Hey! I'm Salem." I say. Then I pick up the books as he leaves. I kinda smile to myself wondering why some dude with shades, a hoodie, and a hat on, would want to make me drop my shit and give me his number and invite me to have coffee. Creepy! Anyways I text the number and he responds quickly. "Meet me at Starbucks in ten minutes." "Okay." I respond. So I go to the nearest Starbucks which was practically empty except for the employee's and 3 kinda cute guys. So I wait for ten minutes. Then the Sam dude walks in wearing a different outfit but the same hoodie, sunglasses, and hat. He sits down and finally takes off the masquerade shit. He has purple hair which is quiffed to perfection and eyes that practically resemble mother nature with them being so brown and all. He then asks me a awkward question "Do you think I'm hot?" "Do I have to answer?" I respond with a curious expression. "I would like you too." He replies, practically begging. "Fine. I think your okay looking." I quickly say and look away. He flashes a smile which is sorta adorable.