I’m love with Travis fucking Maddox. There, I said it.
Yes, I just finished Beautiful Disaster yesterday in one sitting, and today I devoured Walking Disaster in three effing hours. I couldn’t help it. I needed to. I loved this fictional tortured bad boy that much.
Sometime between the moment I turned the first page of Beautiful and the last page of Walking, I fell in love with him.
“One of these days you’re going to fall in love, son. Don’t settle for just anyone. Choose the girl that doesn’t come easy, the one you have to fight for, and then never stop fighting. Never.”
Reading the story from Abby’s perspective was intense, but having it from Travis’ eyes was simply penetrating. Honestly, this story was as predictable as the sun rising from the East tomorrow, but screw predictability. I didn’t mind it at all.
Before I even turned the first page, I already knew what was going to happen. Everything was practically the same, save for some hidden moments. (Finally, the secret behind the Pigeon was revealed). I knew everything would just be on repeat, the idea screamed of boredom, but this novel really sealed it for me. I needed this (although, to be honest, I found the epilogue unnecessary), and thank you Jamie McGuire for letting us into Travis’ world.
All of the things I have to say about the story were already said in my review of Beautiful Disaster, so I would no longer dwell on that. But gosh, Travis… It’s just damn near impossible not to fall for this fragile, emotional, tortured, begging-to-be-saved, bad boy. Justin from Katie Kacvinsky’s Awaken series used to be my number one fictional crush, but that’s all over now. Travis totally stole my heart.
This book amplified why I loved reading so much. It brought me back to the innocence of falling head-over-heels in love. I mean, let’s face it, when you graduate college, enter the real world and start working, things are never the same anymore. Those destructive, all consuming, all-encompassing loves just turn into ideas… into fantasies, something we just see in movies or read about in books. This story brought back those feelings in me. It made me look and wish for something other than calm and ordinary… that one day, someday, I’ll have my own beautiful disaster.
Maybe it was just me. Maybe it was just me and her. Maybe together we were this volatile entity that would either implode or meld together. Either way, it seemed the moment I met her, my life had been turned upside down. And I didn’t want it any other way.