Seventeen

                                    

                                          
Y/N POV
I woke up the next morning not in my bed, or.. the streets. I was wrapped in a blanket, no clothes on and my hair messy. I felt an arm wrapped around my waist, and a bare body against my back. I was happy. I loved johnny. I also loved Robby, but not as much as his da-. 
HOLY SHIT I FUCKED MY BOYFRIENDS DAD!
HOLY SHIT! I LOVE MY BOYFRIENDS DAD.
"Good morning baby." Johnny groaned, wrapping his arm around me tighter. I moaned in satisfaction. 
"How did you sleep?" I asked, turning so my head was on his chest. My arms were wrapped around him, as our legs were knotted together.
"I slept good, you were next to me." He smiled tiredly.
I gave him a kiss on the lips, and moved closer to him. 
There was a knock at the door. "Sensei?" 
It was Miguel. Me and Johnny looked at each other, before getting our clothes on. As I was dressing, and Johnny just finished, the door opened, and Miguel walked in.
 "What did I just walk into—Oh my god Sensei! And... Y/N?" 
I got so scared, I fell down onto the wood floor with a groan.
"You and my- how dare you? You cheated on my mom!" He said, getting enraged.
"No, no, no. She divorced me, we are separated. I would never cheat!" Johnny explained.
"Well she obviously would, or did she break up with your son. Your FUCKING SON! You are SLEEPING with YOUR SON'S GIRLFRIEND SENSEI!" Miguel yelled.
"It's not like that- she was here to ask where Robby went, she was changing because I spilled beer on her clothes. I walked in. I thought she was done!" He lied.
I sighed, that was a decent lie.
Miguel eyed us, "Right." He sniffled. "And I thought Robby was a bad person." He storms out.
I get up and run after Miggy.
"He isn't lying, I swear! Please believe us Miguel." I lie, chasing after him.
"I don't know what to believe anymore Y/N. Give me some time and space, as of now we aren't friends." He said, slamming the door behind him.
SAM POV
Today was my first ultrasound. I hope Miguel can be there. He has been giving me my school work to me and to my teachers. He has been a big help. I am so excited for Valentine's Day. It's right around the corner.
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"Are you going to come in dad?" I asked as we arrived at the OB/GYN's office.
"Uh- sure. Is Miguel coming?" Dad asked.
"He should be here. Let me text him." I said, unbuckling.
I go to his contact 'My Miggy <3' and write, "Hey are you coming? My dad and I just got here."
We got out and went inside. 
My phone goes off as we are getting checked in.
"Shit! Sorry babe I forgot. I am going to be late, loss track of time." He wrote back.
I sighed. 
How could he forget?
"Here Sam, fill this out!" Dad says walking towards me.
Some were stupid questions. Some I didn't know the answer to. Some were making me scared thinking about what will happen to my body and me.
Miguel walks in. Dad gets up and walks towards him.
"Hey babe! Sorry I am late, I had to stop at Sensei's- Johnny's, we had... a lengthy conversation-"
"It's fine! You're here now." I replied kissing him, I see dad shift his body away. 
I kick his ankle, still kissing Miguel.
"Do you think the baby is okay from after training?" I asked, pulling away.
"I never thought about that. It could also be hurt from the house fight" My eyes widen.
Shit! My dad thinks this was a Christmas break baby.
FLASHBACK
"I stopped writing because you never answered." I said, speaking only the truth.
"Yeah, well it's kind of hard to write in between getting my face busted!" Robby got mad.
"I didn't know." I replied. It's not my fault, I don't have telepathy.
" Oh, you wouldn't have cared even if you did know-"
"Hey, it's not her fault." Miguel defended me.
"Stay out of this!" Robby yelled.
"I don't think I will." Miguel said, inching towards him. I was scared.
Robby's eyes filled with rage and revenge.
"I was hoping you would say that." He said, glaring at Miguel.
He tries to throw a punch but I block it. I push him back. Why would he try and pick a fight?
"Robby, don't!" I yell as he stumbles up.
He looks at me. He seems betrayed. But he is the one that went rogue.
He stays quiet for a while before saying, "You two deserve each other." 
Then he walks away. I hear a car door slam closed and he drives off into the night.
"I'm so sorry about that Miguel." I said almost tearing up.
"It's fine Sam. Did you mean in when you said we weren't-"
"I don't know, are we?" I ask, smiling. I loved him, I never stopped.
"I want it how it was, when we were together." He said looking at his feet.
"So do I, except longer.. and better this time." I say smirking. He looks up at me.
Our eyes lock. I missed kissing this cute and super hot face. I was about to put my hands around his neck.
He swoops in and kisses me. He lightly puts his hands on my hips. He pulls away.
"Why did you- Ah!" I ask before he picks me up. I yelled, being caught off guard.
He brings me into the dojo and closes the door.
"What are we doing in here Miguel?" I asked, laughing.
I stare down at him.
"We never finished sparring.." He says putting me down.
I try to hit him but he blocks it.
He quickly wraps his arm under mine, lining his up under my shoulders.
He sweeps my right leg but I don't fall because my other leg is on the ground.
He dips me down and I slide against the wood flooring.
Miguel lets me go and crawls down to my level.
"They were right when they said if you sweep the leg, you will always win." He smiles and kisses me. 
He kisses my neck and I sit up.
I take off his black jacket and he stops kissing me and tries to take off my purple jean jacket.
"Don't stop, I will do it." I told him before kissing his lips.
We makeout as I take off my jacket and unbutton my striped romper.
He loosens our lips as he takes his yellow shirt off. Revealing his hot abs.
I push him down and go on top. My outfit slips off as I unzip his jeans.
"May I?" I asked, reassuring this was the right move.
He nods and I slide them off.
I get on top of him and kiss him. Giving me deja-vu of our first "date."
"See, sweeping the leg will always let you win." He says before pulling my face into his.
We both had won in this situation.
We both got the first place trophy- in each other's heart.
But the best trophy was underneath me.