Title: Falling
For Hadie
Author: Komal Kant
Published: Komal Kant/CreateSpace.
316 pages
Where to buy: Amazon
Book Description:
Running
away from his old life in New York City, Lincoln Bracks ends up in
the small town of Statlen, Iowa. He isn’t interested in making
friends or getting to know anyone. He just wants to keep his head
down and disappear amongst the crowd. That was the plan anyway, until
he meets Hadie Swinton.
Nursing
a broken heart and the realization that the boy she’s loved her
entire life isn’t Prince Charming, Hadie is set against ever
falling for the same type of guy again. But when new boy, Lincoln,
arrives in town, she discovers that this is easier said than done.
Hadie assumes that Lincoln is a typical arrogant jock—he is
good-looking, confident and charming—but when he doesn’t do
anything she expects him to, she is intrigued by him against her
better judgment.
There
is definitely more to Lincoln than just a pretty face, but Lincoln is
hiding something that he doesn’t want anybody to discover because
when they do, they will never look at him the same again. Falling in
love was the last thing Lincoln wanted to do, so how will he convince
himself to fall out of it?
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About the Author
Komal
Kant is the author of IMPOSSIBLE, FALLING FOR HADIE, and the upcoming
WRONG SIDE OF TOWN. She currently lives in Sydney, but wishes she
lived all over the world. You can tell she is weird because her days
are filled with talking to imaginary characters and trying to justify
choosing Stefan over Damon.
Komal
talks too much, laughs too loud, sings out-of-tune, and generally
says inappropriate things at appropriate times. She is
not-in-a-creepy-way obsessed with blood and gore, so The
Walking Dead
is probably her favourite show at the moment. She is overly
enthusiastic about video games, Spiderman, Batman films, Byronic
heroes, horror movies, baking, and pretty shoes
Once
we were in the car, Hadie wound her way through some unfamiliar
streets before driving onto the main road of the town where all the
commercial buildings were. And by commercial buildings I meant a gas
station and a few essential shops. At least they had a movie theater
here.
Hadie
pointed out the diner where she worked, her dad’s law firm, and the
animal shelter that Estella volunteered at. For the most part, we
both remained quiet. The silence wasn’t awkward though. It felt
right; like we didn’t need to say unnecessary things or make
pointless small-talk.
The
only sound was coming from the radio. Hadie must’ve put it on for
the sake of having some background noise because it wasn’t loud
enough to really catch what was being said.
My
ears perked up as a familiar song came on and I glanced over to see
if Hadie had noticed.
Nope.
She was still staring straight ahead, a twisted expression on her
face that I couldn’t figure out.
It
was her car and all and I should probably ask before touching the
radio, but since she seemed distracted it didn’t seem like a big
deal.
I
reached over and turned up the volume, and Lovefool
by The Cardigans filled the car. Leaning back in the seat again, I
began humming along to the words.
Hadie
shot me a quick look of surprise before focusing on the road again.
“You did not just turn that up.”
A
smile couldn’t stop itself from spreading across my face. “Why? I
can turn it up if I want.”
“I
bet you don’t even know the words,” she said with a frown.
“Mama
tells me she wants a brother. That I should just stick to eating ham,
a ham that truly deserves me…” I trailed off, the words escaping
me.
The
corner of Hadie’s mouth quirked up as if to say, “See, I knew you
didn’t know the words.”
Not
wanting to prove her right, I reached over again and turned up the
volume full blast as the chorus came on.
Hadie
flinched in her seat and shot me a withering look. “ARE YOU KIDDING
ME?”
“CAN’T
HEAR YOU. I’M BUSY.” I gestured at my ear and then closed my eyes
as I began singing. “Want me, want me. I know you want me.” I
opened up my eyes again to find that Hadie had pulled over on the
side of the road. “Drool on me, drool on me. Just go on and drool
on me.”
“You’re
crazy,” Hadie mouthed at me.
With
a shrug, I leaned in closer to her and saw her take a sharp intake of
breath. “So I die, and I whine for you to want me, want me. Say
that you want me.”
Hadie
shook her head in disbelief, but there was a small smile growing on
her face as I started dancing around in my seat, rolling my shoulders
in time to the music. I knew I looked ridiculous and barely knew a
single word to the song, but I didn’t care. That growing smile on
Hadie’s face was worth it.
“COME
ON. SING!” I yelled, “AND KEEP DRIVING.”
She
shook her head again as though she couldn’t believe she was taking
orders from a dancing, singing, crazy person like me. She pulled out
from the curb and continued through the town.
As
she drove, I noticed that she was bopping along to the song. There
was a fun Hadie hidden underneath the reserved one; someone just had
to dig it out of her.
“Want
me, want me. Say that you want me…” I trailed off, looking at her
expectantly.
“Hold
me, hold me. Go on and scold me,” Hadie continued, and then burst
out laughing. Her laughter sent thrills through me, and I couldn’t
stop looking at her.
I
mean, I didn’t want to stare at her like a weirdo, but seeing that
broad grin on her face had knocked the wind right out of me. She’d
been so serious and sad since I’d met her, but now she was being
herself. And that made me happier than she would ever know.
We
sang at the top of our lungs, our voices completely out of tune and
our words not even slightly resembling the actual words of the song,
but neither of us cared. Our version of the song was silly and
ridiculous, but we sang right until the end, and when it finally
ended we both leaned back against our seats with goofy smiles on our
faces.
“Is
this something you do with everyone?” Hadie finally asked, turning
down the radio as some rap song came on.
“No,”
I said sincerely, “just with you.”
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