Living With Sam. (Pottorff Fafic)

Troubled Past, 12, And Puppies?

The drive to the place was almost as magical as the place itself. I fell in love with the city and I couldn't help but smile at the fact that my universe and my life was right beside me. It sounds so cheesy and typical but it just feels right to say. I open the window and find myself gazing out at the night sky while we drive on the bridge. The stars don't shine so bright and the moon is somewhat visible but its still an amazing sight. I wonder what its like be the moon. I laugh to myself at how ridiculous I sound. Oh well! Sam holds my hand, making me smile even more, I can't believe I almost pushed this guy away....twice. I would've been a damn fool and I would've missed out on alot of things. We arrive at Olive Garden and get out of the car. All of us enter and everyone can't help but stare at us. We all look like movie stars. Sam said "We have a reservation. Its under the name Pottorff." The waiter checked the book and found Sam's name and led us to the table. We ordered our food and decided to kill time by getting to know tabor. "Well I come from North Dakota. I moved here to new York about two weeks ago. I found an apartment. Its apartment 129D. Anyways, I like taking pictures and music. I'm a singer. Not a popular one but my voice is heard. I tried out to be on X factor and made it but I got kicked off so yeah. I have Cystic Fibrosis. I was a foster kid. And well what else do you wanna know?" Tabor explained. "Why did you glare at me?" Sam asked. Tabor growled "Because you know 'my' girl! I bet you're trying to date her! Flirt with her! Fuck her! I bet your boyfriend doesn't give a shit what you do with her." "Back The Hell Up fool!! He ain't trying to get in my best friends pants! He don't even like her like that! First of all, she isn't 'your' girl. She has a man which you know about. Second of all, shut the fuck up!! I care about my damn boyfriend and I don't need a two inched dick motherfucking asshole saying shit like that. You don't know me kid! You don't wanna piss me off, jerk off! He wouldn't flirt with her especially since he got me." I yell. I look at sam "I ain't trying to control what you do, sam. I'm just saying." I look back at tabor "You need to take a chill pill with all that bullshit. So goodbye and goodnight I'm leaving." Then I walk towards the exit and leave. A perfect night ruined by some asshole who likes to assume. He better check that shit.