The last part is here. Not exactly proud of the ending. Eh…please enjoy!

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LILLY'S POV

I rolled over, and onto my plush blue carpeting. I groaned, and looked out my window. The sun was shining, birds were chirping, and my mom was tending to the garden. I had a ridiculous dream. It was stormy, and then I ended up having a sleepover at the Jonas Brothers's house. Kevin sang me to sleep. It was pretty realistic. I remember having to wear Kevin's too big clothes. Joe made some snarky comments and Nick still liked Hannah. God, what a dream.

I looked down at my clothes, huge sweatpants and oversized shirt. Okay, so maybe the whole Jonas thing wasn't a dream. I stood up, and walked over to my Hannah Montana sized closet, although it was only half-filled. I pulled out my only skirt. It was khaki, and hit mid-thigh. I got my aqua tank top, that made my eyes sparkle and pop.

After changing, I threw the big clothes into my hamper. I slipped my feet into my white adidas, with the aqua stripes, and bounded out of my house. My skateboard was resting against the side of the house. I thought I left this at their house. Maybe, it was a dream. Oh, I know, I was sleepwalking.

"Lilly, dear. You look wonderful," My mom said, from her garden. She was planting some more flowers and weeding. I walked over to her; the smell of fresh cut grass was pungent. My mom was always an early riser, and loved her yardwork. She was very outdoor-sy.

"Thanks mom. I'll be around, I have my cell," I said, walking off towards the house from my 'dream'. As I passed the skate park, all the memories of my life in Malibu flooded back to me. God, I missed it there so much. I continued walking, past barking dogs and children playing in the midday sun. Finally, I got to it.

I walked up the front steps, my heart pounding. What if it all really was a dream and I was just going to look like a retard? Well, I guess that was a chance I was willing to take. I stood by the door, in the same fashion as yesterday, and rang the doorbell. I heard someone walking to the door. The door opened to reveal a half-asleep Kevin Jonas. I couldn't help, but laugh. He rubbed his eyes, suddenly aware that someone was standing here and his appearance.

"Um...I'll be right back. Make yourself at home," Kevin said, pointing to the living room. I made my way in there, television playing, as Kevin went upstairs. I noticed a small person sitting on the couch. I also noted Kevin's bright red face. Okay, so he must have recognized me or something. Riht? He just didn't let random people inot his home. Or did he? The small boy was staring at me.

"Hey, your Kevin's girlfriend. Hey Kevin. Kevin! Your girlfriend is here!" Frankie yelled, making someone, presumably Kevin, come running down the stairs.

"Tank, what is it?" Kevin asked. Frankie smiled, and pointed to me. As if I hadn't caused enough commotion last night. Yea, I was finally recognizing that it wasn't a dream. It couldn't be a dream. I was in the same pajamas, and it was all to realistic. Maybe, it was the fact that Kevin didn't ask who I was; Frankie still call me 'Kevin's girlfriend'. Therefore making me believe that this all really happened.

"Hi," I said, and awkwardly waved. Kevin was still in the same clothes, although more awake now. His hair was all over the place, but he has never looked cuter.

"Lilly," Kevin said, throwing his arms around me; he acted as if he had just realized who I was. I semi-hugged him back. Everything was just very awkward, since I was still confused on how I ended up back at my house. "I thought you'd never come back," Kevin said as he let me out of his death grip.

"What?" I asked, more confused than ever. Kevin took my hand and led me into the room with the fireplace. He sat me in the chair. I heard the cartoons blaring in the background.

"Well, my mom forgot about the interview that we had at six in the morning, seeing as the rain cleared up, and we could've bring you but it was six in the morning and you only had oversized clothes," Kevin started to explain, allowing me to giggle here. "So, your mom called your cell to see what time you'd be coming home. I picked up, sorry, and got directions," Kevin said, as everything was clearing up.

"Oh. Wait, so that's why I was home and thought it was all a dream," I said. Kevin nodded. Alright, so it wasn't a dream. Got it. I knew it felt too real to be something that my imagination created. I knew I wasn't that creative.

"So, we dropped you off at home and went to the interview. Nick, Joe, and my parents went shopping, and I crashed, because of lack of sleep," Kevin said. I crossed my legs, and tossed my blonde hair over my shoulder.

"Why did you have lack of sleep?" I asked, knowing because I was here, but there had to be some other reason. I saw Kevin's cheeks become red.

"Because…you know, reasons," Kevin said, making it sound very awkward. I rolled my eyes, and twisted my friendship bracelet, that I got from Miley, around my little wrist. I knew that he was hiding something.

"Because…you know- no I don't," I said, mocking him before getting to my point. Kevin smiled at this, making me smile. I mean, smiles most definitely were contagious.

"I was trying to think of way to…" Kevin said and then mumbled the rest.

"Thinking of what?" I asked him in a sing-song voice. I was too nosey to not know what he was talking about.

"Ways to ask you…" Kevin said, and ended up drifting off, again.

"Way to ask me what?" I asked, sounding demanding. I wanted to know, this instance. Why was he beating around the bush? Was it really that bad to…admit?

"…out," Kevin said, finally getting the end. I was just needed to piece everything together.

"Thinking of ways to ask you…out," I said, and then my breath hitched. I needed to get my composure back together. "Yes! I mean, that'd be cool," I screamed, then tried to get my grip as Kevin laughed it off. That made me laugh. How could someone listen to Kevin's laugh, and not have the feeling to laugh along?

"Wow Lil," Kevin said, sounding shocked of my random screaming. I instantly felt my face get hot and regretted being loud. I instantly regretted not being taught inside voices. Haha.

"Sorry," I muttered, apologizing for busting his eardrums. The door opened, revealing the two singers of the band. These boys were making my life a living nightmare. They confessed my crush on Kevin, to Kevin's face, with me RIGHT there. What were they going to say today?

"Kev was talking about you all day," Nick said, as Joe made kissie faces at us. I blushed, and tried to forget about Kevin's hand resting on the small of my back. At least, they weren't saying anything about me, today.

"He was debating about visiting you at your house," Joe said, and I looked back at Kevin's face. From what I could tell Nick and Joe might not see tomorrow, and should sleep with one eye open. I giggled, a little, but ultimately smiling.

"Out," Kevin said, pointing towards the door. His two younger brothers left, laughing all the way. Kevin whirled me around, in one swift move, and delicately placed his lips on mine.

Okay, so bad ending, I agree. I thought this was pretty good. Not one of my best, but it was alright. Tell me about anything. I love hearing what you guys have to say!