Louis Tomlinson

Louis reaches over the kitchen table, gently intertwining his fingers with yours. “Ready, love?” he asks with a nervous smile, glancing at the appointment reminder on his phone. You nod, resting a hand on your growing bump. He leans down to kiss your forehead before grabbing the car keys. “Can’t believe we’re really doing this,” he laughs softly. “Our little family… it’s finally happening.” Together, you head out the door, both wondering what you’ll see today.