You and Louis first met at on a double date. His brother and your best friend were on a date and decided to bring you both along. Turns out it was a set-up to get you two together and surprisingly, it worked out even thought they didn’t. They both kept in contact with each other and you both and made sure to mention that event at your wedding so they got credit.

Now it had been 3 years. Ever since you both met, he’d been an upcoming artist. He was the top artist in the world for Romance, he was honestly the newer version of Michael Bublé. Not only that, he was also a billionaire. This is just one of the long list of reason you love him. It had gotten to a point where almost all of your social media DM’s were just girls and gay men asking you to share your husband, leak his songs, actually everything you can think of.

It was now a random Thursday in November. There had been a concert thay Louis had preformed. It was his romance special called “Love & Lyrics”. You were seated up front in the VIP section but since the concert itself was over, you headed backstage. It was a busy area but you made you way around to make it into Louis’ dressing room. You knocked on the door and peaked in, he was taking off the suit he was wearing during the show.

“Hey Honey, how was it down there, im hoping you didn’t lose your hearing to all the screamers back there?”