This Is What Happy Looks Like

I think I have a bit of an issue with books that most people seem to love. Immediately I want to be convinced, and swept away, and surprised. Sometimes it happens, and I grudgingly have to admit to my own grumpiness. Sometimes it doesn't.
This one was a remaining grumpiness state. The plot was so absurd that I only read because I'm a sucker for e-mails/letters in books, but it kept on being just stupid. A bit sad, with the whole “movie star” and “nobody gets me” issue, from both sides, (moment of enlightenment here because both feel like that) but just plain boring and SO unrealistic.
Finally, since it was unrealistic, I expected at least strong feelings enough to be, well, really unreal. But it felt lukewarm most of the time, you know, not even omg they are ridiculously happy they don't even care we think they are absurd.
So, all in all, it didn't speak to me. Which is a bit sad, since I'm such a fan of teenage love stories and hoped to find a Rainbow Rowell sister. No such luck.