Cryptic (Harry Styles)

"You're the light to my dark, the fire to my flame, the key to my destruction."

troubles - l.r.h

in which two strangers - trouble and new boy - meet to make the wost, most painful thing happen; love. - "Oh god, the sky is choking me." She says softly. "And you're worse than fucking nicotine."

craving - n.j.h

"Somehow in this fucked up mess I managed to fall for you."