BPOV
Edward pulled me in his arms and slammed his lips on mine once we were alone in his room. He said he wanted to 'show' me his room, and hence we had excused ourselves.
"I think I'm going to die because of this stress," he said between the kisses.
He didn't need to tell me that. I could feel how stressed he was!
"Baby..." I said as I roamed my fingers in his hair, "You need to relax! Everything is going to be okay!"
"Nothing is going to be okay," he said, "Ideally I should be supposed to be just sad because my Dad is dying, but I feel like I don't even have time to be sad. I'm just thinking about what's next once that happens... It's like I've already accepted that he's dying. I'm a terrible son!"
"Edward... Don't do that to yourself!" I said as I tried to calm him down, "You're a really, really, really good son... I know it's really difficult for you, but I'm confident you're going to do your best."
"I had so many plans to welcome you. I wanted to do so many things. I wanted to do something grand to welcome you, and then also some crazy stupid cheesy romantic things like flowers in your room, blah, blah... And... I didn't do anything! I'm so mad at myself right now!" He said with frustration.
I couldn't help but smile at the 'cheesy romantic' part.
"Look at me!" I said as I looked into his eyes, "You don't need to worry about me, understood? I'm here to support you. You should share all your stress with me. We are going to figure everything out together."
He sighed and closed his eyes for some time.
"I don't think I'm ready. I'm going to be a terrible king..." he said as he opened his eyes.
I shuddered again as I heard the word 'king'! I wasn't sure about him, but I was definitely not ready to see him as a king!
"Hey..." I said, "You've been preparing all your life for this, right? If anyone can do it, it's you!"
"I don't know..." He sighed loudly, "Anyway... How are you feeling? Some day you're going to be the first woman in our family to skip the 'princess' phase and become the queen directly! How are you taking it?" He asked.
"Hey... Don't do that!" I said, "Don't stress me out!"
No! I wasn't ready to think about that yet!
"What?" He said as there was a smile on his face finally, "Why should I take all the stress?"
"Shut up!" I sighed.
"You need to be really careful with that! People are really going to hate you if you ever shut me up like this in public!" He said with a straight face.
"Shut up! Don't stress me out!" I said as I punched jokingly on his chest.
"Now you're punching me!" He shook his head, "You have a lot to learn, Ms. Swan!"
"Don't say that!" I sighed again and buried my face in his neck.
