She was nameless for a few hours. A mystery walking beside me, laughing with me. She was a puzzle I didn't know that I wanted to complete. For me, I didn't think I'd ever meet someone like her...nevertheless ever thought someone like her could exist in this world. She was everything. And I messed everything up. ____________________________________ Will was just a nineteen year old living in England when he met the girl with no name. While trying to figure her out, he was trying to figure himself out. She left him speechless, the boy who always had something to say. •This story is inspired by songs by one of my favorite bands, The Vamps•

"... Nothing to say?" The man crinkled his eyebrows in disappointment. His jawline became more defined. "Not with a gun on me." I said evenly. My eyes still glazed space. Neither him nor the barrel of his gun in focus. "Is that a principle?" I could hear an edge in his voice. Good. His eyes blinked before they hardened on me. "It's a habit." ------ A broken boy trapped in a cage. Death in white gloves.