Moving In - A Vinnie Hacker Story

Moving In S1Pt13 - I Just Wanted To Say Something Quickly

Now, back to the moms...

V: Yea, well, now I wanna ask her. I know we haven't had the best start-
Y/nMom: Oh, no. We had a great start. It was the middle that turned to shit. You're redeeming yourself, though.
V: That's good. And, again, sorry about all that. But, I just wanted to know if you guys would be okay with it, since you're friends now and all.
VMom: I'm cool with it.
Y/nMom: Yea, you're good, Vin. I think she'd be really happy about that.

That was such a fucking relief. But now you guys understand what I mean by how scary Y/n's mom is. Seriously, her responses give nothing away about her being happy about it herself. I guess I just gotta kiss her ass a little bit more.

We grabbed the dessert and walked back into the dining room. Y/n's aunt shot me a glare and I responded with a flashy smile. I swear she secretly loves me. She just doesn't know how to express her feelings.

It's inevitable. Don't y'all know that everybody loves me?

I placed the dessert down on the table and sat down next to Y/n. She grabbed my hand and made a face as if to say "thanks for helping my mom." I squeezed her hand back before looking over at her mom for the signal.

I didn't want to embarrass her or make a whole scene, so I didn't stand up, but I turned to face her.

Y/n: What are you doing?
V: I just wanted to say something quickly... I never really expected to feel like this and I definitely didn't expect it to happen this way. I mean, what are the odds? I was your mover boy on the one day I was helping.
VMom: Wait... you were helping her move in? Please don't tell me you slept with her within hours of knowing each other.
V: Uh... no, of course not?
VDad: That's my boy. He gets his charm from me.
VMom: You're the charming one?
VDad: Uh, yea. Have you met me? If not, you should, I'm quite the catch.
VMom: Whatever helps you sleep at night.

V: Uhh... guys. I'm trying to say something here.
VMom: Oh, right. Sorry, honey. Continue.

Deep breaths. Focus. Actually, don't focus. You'll get stressed if you focus. Shit! This is more difficult than I thought it would be. It was not this hard before.

V: Well, uhm... I never thought that I would get a second chance to make things right after I mess up the best thing in my life. Besides you guys, of course...
VDad: You're damn right about that.
V: Anyways, I just wanted to say that I already consider myself the luckiest guy, with my broken foot and everything.
R: Yea, you may be lucky but you look dumb.
V: What is this? A Hacker talk show? Let me finish my thought please!

Holy fuck. Why is this so hard? Just focus, Vincent. Wait, no focusing! Shit, this is so hard. Ok, here goes.

V: I'm the luckiest guy because I have you. So, pretty much, I wanted to ask you with both of our families, which I'm kinda regretting now, if-
Y/n: Wait.
V: W-Huh? Wait? Why am I waiting?
Y/n: Well, I thought we said we were exclusive because we were trying to move slower this time.
V: Oh. U-um... right. You're right. Yea... Slower. Now, I kinda wish I didn't make this whole speech.

I looked up at her and she had a straight face. Did I just fuck up massively? I was so stupid. She literally told me in Malibu that she didn't want to go too fast this time. She literally told me what she wanted. We were doing what she wanted and I just rushed her in front of both of our families.