A teenager goes to London (stop me if you've heard this one) to escape their emotionally abusive parents and the reason for the trip is a lie. Also this teen has anxiety. Also they fall in love with the first boy they meet, even though they've been warned off. Also they travel Europe. 

If this sounds familiar it is because it is. I've already read this book before. This book, like the other ones of this same genre I've read, really hinge on the characters being likable enough to keep the reader engages in an otherwise predictable and bland plot. This book does not achieve that goal. I dragged myself through every page of this book and I honestly do not believe it was even remotely worth it. I don't know how to accurately express how much the book was just a ball of boring frustration with characters who do not feel real. Deeply disappointed.