Head Over Heels Novels & Stories

I asked. He plucked the headphones from around his neck and gently placed them over my head. Then he handed me a plastic cassette case with names of songs written in messy block letters. I heard a click, and then my head nearly exploded. Pounding, concussive blasts of drums and guitars in unison: BUM, BABABA-BUM, BABABA-BUM, BABABABABA-BUM. I winced, took off the headphones, and handed them back. “That’s Diamond Head,” he said with a grin. “They’re fuckin’ awesome, right?”

Then, he looked at Noah in disdain before striding into the elevator. As soon as the elevator doors closed, Noah grabbed Danielle’s wrist and pulled her to the stairway. Danielle stumbled and fell in her heels. Feeling bad, Noah went to help her up. She said pitifully, “I don’t know my way around heels, Noah. Please walk slower.” Noah was upset. “Why did you wear them in the first place?” Nevertheless, he turned back to help her to her feet and took her to the stairway. Noah looked stern. “What’s going on?”

My one heel has completely popped off rendering it unusable. I huff and push the fallen curls off my face. My entire body shakes with rage as I get up to my feet. I take off my heels and chuck them into the weeds. The red bottoms get hit with the light and glare at me. I throw them the finger. Then I throw the moon a finger then I throw the Gods one. Fuck all of these people.

To all of it. Ash nodded, seeing that answer move through her face. “You said no,” they whispered. “And something old… listened. He’s hungry. He smells breakage. He thinks you’re how He gets through.” Baylee’s stomach twisted. “Through the scar.” Ash swallowed. “Through you.” Heather took one fast, shaking step forward, blade up. “Over her dead body.” Ash’s hollow-lit eyes flicked to Heather, then back to Baylee. “Over both,” they whispered.

Honey chose the one on the right, praying with all her heart it would somehow lead to Nichole’s room. The moment her foot touched the first step, the entire room fell silent. “Nichole, darling...” Liam called out. Honey turned slowly, forcing a smile. “Yes, Daddy?” “That’s not the way to your room.” Oh God. Her stomach dropped. Shit. It’s my first day and I’m already messing everything up. “Oh! Right. Not that way.” Honey laughed nervously and lightly slapped her forehead. “It’s the concussion. It’s really messing with my memory.”

I called, again. I turned on my heels, almost toppling over my feet. I groaned and looked down at my feet. Her pair of gold heels was staring right back at me. A smile spread across my face and I picked it up, sniffing it, desperately to catch a whiff of her hypnotic scent.

I'll be alright. "Five bucks says she falls by the end of the night," Keia mutters. "Ten bucks says she sprains an ankle," Janice counters. I’m here and can hear you. I rolled my eyes as I stepped out of my room, making my way down the hallway cautiously to avoid tripping in these heels once more. My friends laugh softly behind me, the sound of our heels clicking against the hardwood floor creating a sense of purpose as we walk. Keia is the one leading the way, with Janice tagging along for the adventure.

“Is that so?” “MmHmm” I bite her lip as I bring my mouth to hers. There is no need to lean down since her heels are so high that she can meet my gaze perfectly. Her platform heels are so high they are almost pleasers, the heels that pole dancers wear. How she walked up and down these stairs without twisting her ankle or falling on her face is a mystery.

Audrey was silent, she totally understood what the supermodel was trying to say. “The easiest way to look like an amateur in heels is to put your whole foot down at once as if you’re wearing flats. When wearing heels, put your heel down first, followed by your toe. This will make your walk look more natural” Mellisa stood in a similar pose with her hands on her waist, “And here we go” she made another walk back and repeated the same thing four times and by the time she was done, Audrey felt like she already got a hang of it.

“Let’s go, before he somehow comes back early and destroys my plan.” I shake my head but follow behind her. There is an eager skip in her step as we walk out. “I’ve never seen you in heels, are you going to risk it?” she holds out two very long looking silver high heels and I immediately shake my head. I’m not about to break my neck walking in those death traps. She laughs, seeing the look of absolute horror on my face.