"Fuck." Gabriel swore as another t-shirt came falling out the window, followed by one of his books he actually had to avoid. From the bedroom window, his ex-girlfriend Ria was chucking things out of her draws, finding all his things while ranting.

"How could you? I loved you and you fucking try it on with my friend. You are a little piece of shit, Gabriel and I hope you burn in hell." She threw yet another stack of books from the room, "Burn in hell!" She shrieked, cursing more and more as she frantically shoved things from the window. Gabriel chuckles as he packs his things, few by few, into the car. Like he'd ever be interested in her friend.

"Little shit, you hear me. Motherfucker. " Her bright ginger hair flared out of the window as she panted, enjoying it as such as he was. Struggling not to laugh. They'd broken up six times now, in each neighbourhood they'd lived in. Truthfully, they weren't even together but just close roommates. Some people knew this but playing tricks on all the neighbours was so much funnier. Ria was studying drama at University, had a soft spot for the arts and always had a paintbrush or script in her hand or tap shoes on her feet. They'd moved around because she got gigs everywhere, all over the country. She'd just been promoted to dance on a massive stage, somewhere near Nebraska.

The neighbours were all watching out their windows, pleasuring themselves by watching the screaming hits that Ria was tremendously enjoying. Gabe was annoyed she's started throwing out his books, as an author they were as important to him as his computer, which he'd already packed into the car encase she decided to chuck that out as well.

Neither could quite fathom why pretended to be a couple was so much fun, tricking the annoying people who pried on their personal lives despite them being there for a few weeks. Never polite to them, they just asked and wanted `to know what they were, not who they were. They were the little know-it-alls so they lied to them and had a laugh while doing it. Usually they're fights were loud, destructive and held late at night. It was always awesome. Gabriel finished the whole thing off by screaming he loved her, before loading the final bag into his car and driving away, swerving off onto the next road with a loud shriek from the tires.

Gabriel loved to travel and he loved to travel with Ria, but that meant having to live with her drama as well. Moving around every few weeks or months meant he had few friends, he'd never held a relationship for more than a couple of weeks and he'd never lived in a proper home that wasn't his Dad's. Not that he liked his Dad much anyway. He'd gotten out of the hell the minute he turned 18 and never looked back. He kept in touch, sure, but mostly through emails and forgotten voice mails. His brothers were mostly busy with work and girlfriends and had little time for their troublesome brother. The only one he made an effort to visit and see was the youngest brother Castiel, who lived up North and was studying in University for medicine to become a doctor. He'd been at his course for almost five years now and was extremely excited to have to apply to hospitals to work in.

Gabriel turned left at the next traffic lights, speeding along the empty roads a little more than he should. With little idea where he is heading, he turns on his stupid satnav, attached to the front of the car, pressing the buttons violently as the machine fumbles around to find the location. Is it really that hard to spot a road? He sighs, peering around to see if there's a shop he can stop at to find directions. Nothing.

The next morning, Gabriel's back is aching from sleeping in his car but has eventually found the right town but not the right flat they were renting. Heck, Ria is only heading out today and she'll probably get there before him. He yawns as he parks in some car park, ready to grab some dinner before heading back out again. There's a cute looking diner with plenty of free tables since it's still early, sitting down and opening his note pad- ready to be typed up on his laptop when he gets back- he starts to jot down new ideas for a novel.

He's actually not a bad writer, selling enough books for him to not need a second job but not enough to get famous. His books are mostly fantasy ones about angels and demons, hit the web pretty hard last year as he released the first in a series. People occasionally took over the phone interviews from him but he'd never wanted to do a public appearance or signing. Writing and travelling around took up enough of his time, he didn't want to settle down and have people know who he was.

The server, a sweet brunette with gorgeous blue eyes, places a plate of pancakes with plenty of sugar and syrup on them down on the table. He smiles a thanks before leaving them to cool down, noting a few idea of his main character, a young girl with an ordinary life who stumbles upon the world of angels and demons, only to be possessed at the end of the first book by an evil demon. It's a plot full of twist, only three characters lived in the last book and the fans went crazy when they released the first chapter of the second boo, showing that one of those died almost immediately.

Gabriel is pulled out of the fantasy when a husky voice comes from next to him, "Your pancakes will be getting cold." He looks up, expecting the server again but his eyes land on long locks of beautiful brown hair and even browner eyes he could swear shone brighter than his white set of teeth. He was taller than almost anyone Gabriel had ever seen, at least six three or four but stood with his shoulders rolled forward and his hands in his pockets, as if that would make him any smaller.

Gabriel grins, "I'm sure you're hot enough to keep them warm for me." Then winks dramatically before leaning back in the booth.

"Mind if I join you?" The man asks timidly, shrugging behind him at the now filler diner, "It's pretty crowded."

"Feel free, Kiddo." Gabriel gestures to the empty side, flipping over his notepad and placing it next to his hand on the table. He moves his pancakes to the middle of the table, throwing the guy a fork.

"Feel free to dig in. After all, they're getting cold." He jokes, picking up a forkful and enjoying a sugar treat. Okay, a sugar breakfast treat. Okay, just breakfast. Gabriel didn't have just one sweet tooth, all his teeth were sweet teeth. Sam had a tiny piece before placing down his fork.

"Not a sugary type then?" Gabriel said, a little disappointed. Man would he like to lick whippy cream of that stomach. Through the tight t-shirt he's wearing, he can see the ridges of his muscles from across the table.

"More the healthy foods are taking over my life. My ex didn't eat foods like this, liked the salad and health options."

"Ex?"

"Yeah. Broke up about a year ago. Wasn't working out for us, things got too seriously too quickly. We split up on good enough terms though." He said then laughed, "I'm Sam, by the way."

Gabriel chuckled as well, holding out his hand to shake, "Gabriel."

"Are you new Gabriel? I haven't seen you here before."

"Arrived last night. Had to sleep in my car mind. Can't find my living quarters. You don't happen to know where The Primary Estate is, do you?"

Sam grinned, this time the smile lighting up his whole face. His eyes shone and Gabriel smiled back, a crooked cocky smile. "I live there." Sam filled him in on the joke just as Gabriel and Sam finished the last of the pancakes. Or more, Gabriel had.

They ate breakfast together, Gabriel ordering a second helping of pancakes with chocolate sauce this time and Sam choosing some healthy smoothie with some weird type of bread too. It looked about as bad as it sounded and Sam ate a little of it before grimacing, taking a sip of his coffee quickly to drown the horrible taste. Not pleasant then. Sam is just out of University, having studied the world history and Gabriel told him he was a writer but offered no specifics. Best to leave that part out encase Sam recognised the name and put two and two together.

Sam offered to show Gabriel where their apartment is and thankfully, Gabriel accepts the offer. Wanting to spend more time with Sam and get a good night sleep. They both offer to pay but Gabriel wins, guiding Sam out to his car and climbing in the driver's seat. They turn out to be only a few short blocks away, a long line of windows surrounded by multi-coloured bricks. Nice.

When reaching the doors, Sam buzzes himself in and waits for Gabriel to find his key in one of his many pockets. He pulls it out in triumph, just as they heard the call of Gabriel's name coming down the path. Ria, wearing a skimpy shirt and shirt, her ginger hair piled up around her shoulders, draws nearer to the boys and smiles politely.

"Hey Gabe, who's this?" She rests her hand on Gabriel's shoulder, lugging a suitcase behind her.

"This is Sam." Gabriel introduces politely, trying to remove his arm from under Ria's hand but failing. She's as strong as him, just as tall. "Our new neighbour. And Sam, this is Ria. She's my-"

Ria cuts him off by finishing, "His girlfriend." She grabs a handful of his collar to pull him in to kiss her, crushing his lips against his own, pulling him closer at the waist. By the time he manages to push her away and look up, Sam has already gone inside before he even got a chance to explain. Gabriel sighs, someone up there really must hate him.

Hey, so this is my newest story. It's not going to be extremely long, just a few chapters. There will be more Samdriel next chapter. Please R & R. Thanks for reading!