Meags's Reviews > Catch My Breath

4 Stars

Sweet, sappy, boy band goodness!!

I am (very clearly) the target demographic for a book like this.

**A lover of m/m romance – that would be a yes.

**An established fan of all things YA – of course (my age is but a number).

**A holder of a (symbolic) life-long membership card to all things boy band related - HELL FUCKING YES!

I spent my teen years hardcore crushing on the likes of Brian Littrell, JC Chasez, JT and Scott Robinson. These guys still get me all aflutter - I mean, they were cute back then when I didn’t know any better, but now they're men and they're god damn hot!

When I was 14 this awesomeness was my first concert experience.


(I legit had that poster on my wall for years!)

Not long after that I started Dirty Popping all over the place when these guys came on the scene.


I was well into my twenties when this became a thing, but age will never hold me back. (Good pop music is a thing of beauty and these boys nail it EVERY. SINGLE. TIME.)


Look at those faces! Gah! I wanna bundle Niall up in a hug, and I’ll be honest, I would do dirty, naughty things to Liam and Louis if given the chance! *drool*

All of the above are well and truly faves of mine – but ultimately my heart belongs to these 5 men.


My BSB obsession spans 2 decades, countless hours absorbed in the best pop music ever written, and attendance to every tour they’ve brought to Melbourne (that’d be 6, at last count). These guys are simply, THE BEST.

Having said all that, you can now see why this story may just be perfect for me. It had all the boy band loving I can personally relate to; it had 2 adorably sweet MC’s who my heart just melted over again and again, with every hidden glance, stolen touch and whispered confessions of love; and it had an epic HEA that’s had me smiling for days.