His words were like tinfoil, they shone; and they covered things up.

"You are more than a fan, Al, you're my light. I need you like I need oxygen," He begged me, his green eyes glowing like stars under the moonlight. "I'll never hurt you, just trust me." And so I trusted him. But if I would have known what followed that perfect summer with Harry, I would have run from the start because what came next was disaster. A Harry Styles Fanfic

"Do You Trust Me?" Those Are The Words That Started It All