
Chasing Harlow by Jay McLean
3.75 stars ★
TROPES: sports romance: basketball, found family, friends to lovers, tortured hero, tortured heroine, slow burn, 3rd act break up
CONTENT WARNING: abuse, self harm, mental illness, death/grief, alcoholism
REVIEW:
This book was a solid 5 until the 3rd act break up. It makes me so sad I can’t give this all the stars. I was reeeeeally loving it.
If once I’ve ever thought Jace and Harlow were the light in each other darkness, the 3rd act break up just showed me how wrong I was. They actually only caused each other pain and hurt. Both were good people, with good heart and good intentions at heart as well but they just don’t how to love each other! They’re too damaged.
But it was still a good read. There is still adorable moments of these two together. I have laughed. I have cried. I have been angry at some of the characters for the decisions they’ve made and I was holding my breath for a happy ending at the end. Such an emotional read regardless.
Jonah was the star of the book for me. If you have ever wonder what’s a good friend means, Jonah is the definition of that. He has me choking up even now thinking about him and his heart. Talk about selfless.
“Every ending means a new beginning.”
“Guys… they’re only going to treat you as well as you treat yourself, and right now…” He didn’t finish his thought. He didn’t need to.”
“I’m fully aware that the same people who ignore my very existence are the same people I want to notice me.”
“Don’t think for a second that your past ain’t going to follow you wherever you go.”
“You’re messing with my head, Jace.” He enters my house, the bat held at his side. “Trust me,” he says, “the feeling’s mutual.”
“Maybe if you quit hating yourself so much, you’d stop assuming the entire world feels the same.”
“It may not be for everybody, but I’d take a simple, meaningful kiss to the forehead any day.”
“Then I hold her face in my hands, and kiss her as if she holds the key to my sanity. My hope. My light. Because she does.”
“Luckily, even shitty humans can create perfect children.”
What started as a bet can only end in heartache.
Moving to the middle of nowhere right before my senior year wasn’t ideal.
Then again, neither was my brother dying.
The move was supposed to be a fresh start.
A new town, a new school, a new mindset.
Too bad my past indiscretions followed me.
Enter Jace Rivera, the literal boy next door.
Jace is loved by the town. Admired by his peers. Worshipped by his teammates.
On the basketball court, he’s a god amongst men.
Off the court, he’s… nothing at all like I expected.
He’s profound and pure and… devastatingly tortured.
Yet somehow, he offers me light while I offer him hope.
In the end, we’ll either hurt or heal each other.
There’s no in between.
“Pain is the price we pay for love,” he once told me.
And a broken heart is the consequence of it.

