"louis used to sing me to sleep with the words of 'little things.' he doesn't now, because it hurts. it does. tremendously. but after all of this (the fights, management, break ups and make ups, the disclosure of one direction), i sang to him again. he was asleep though, and it hurt. it did. tremendously."
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