Disclaimer: I don't own Hannah Montana or the Jonas Brothers

Dear Diary,

Do you think it's possible to have a happy ever after? I mean, Disney has basically given me an unrealistic expectation of men. They are all handsome, kind, and fall in love with the girl within five minutes. I'm pretty sure that doesn't happen in real life. Don't relationships take work? But it is possible to be happy in one, right? I'm not sure what I'm trying to say. My mind is all in a jumble. A LOT happened today.

It all started when I saw Miley's scheming face two days ago. She was suspiciously cheerful the day after my disaster dating experience. All day she was humming and she kept staring at me. Whenever I called her out on it she would deny she was looking at me and skip away. She spent a lot of time on the phone with someone. She would have whispered conversations that would end when I walked by. I'm almost positive she was talking to Nick. And I knew something was up this morning when she told me she had a concert tonight and that I was coming, but before I came I would be going to get my makeup done and that she had a hot new wig for me.

So by the time I was backstage at the concert (with my professionally done makeup and my long straight brown wig with purple and pink highlights) I was pretty jumpy. I kept my head on a swivel looking for birds or ninjas or anything else Miley could surprise me with. And let me tell you being observant is pretty tiring. So by the end of the concert I was exhausted. I figured I was paranoid and Miley wasn't going to do anything. I was going to up home and go to bed. Nothing could wake me up.

"Lilly guess what! I have a surprise guest I want you to meet!"

Except that. My eyes flew open and I looked at Miley warily.

"Miley, come on. I'm tired and I just want to go to bed. I'll meet them next time."

Miley grabbed my arm and pulled me up. She pushed me towards the door saying, "Trust me. You'll want to see them."

Them? I realized who it was just as Miley opened the door.

There standing against the wall were those stupid Jonas Brothers. Well Nick and Joe are OK so mostly it was that stupid Kevin standing there. I scanned over Nick with his trademark sheepish smile and Joe who smirked at me and winked. It took all the strength I had to look at Kevin. When I finally got the courage to look at him, my heart almost broke again. He refused to look at me and kept his eyes on the ground. I couldn't tell if he was angry or sad. But it was pretty obvious he didn't want to be anywhere near me. Luckily, I can take a hint. I shook my head and turned to the exit. I started yelling at Miley over my shoulder.

"You have got to be kidding me Hannah. You have done some pretty stupid things before but this takes the cake. I can't believe you invited them. And yes, Jonas Brothers, I am aware you can hear me. Nick and Joe, I want you two to know how mad I am that you went along with this. I'm not speaking to him so just forget it."

I was so caught up in my dramatic speech that I missed the exit sign and the stairs that led to it. So once again I fell down the Staircase of Doom. Once I hit the floor I just screamed at the top of my lungs, "Goddammit!!"

Miley, Nick, and Joe took a step away from the staircase, almost like they knew not to help me. So Kevin had no choice but to help me. He ran down the stairs with concern in his eyes. The other three looked like Christmas had come early. They knew Kevin would help me if no one else did. Tears sprang to my eyes as I recalled the last time this happened. He reached down to lift me up but I moved away from him.

"No. You don't get to touch me. Ever. Go to hell Kevin."

I stomped out of the arena, leaving a hurt Kevin and a shocked Miley, Nick, and Joe, and ran to the nearest coffee place. I went into the bathroom and changed back into Lilly. As I was making up my mind that I will never again listen to Miley, I opened the door and ran into someone.

"Oh I'm sorry. That was my fault."

Then I noticed who I was talking to. I turned to leave when he grabbed my arm.

"Come on Lilly. We need to talk"

I pulled my arm away and began to walk. To my annoyance he followed me.

"You want to talk now Kevin? Where were you when I wanted to talk? Oh yeah, that's right. You ran away. There's nothing left to talk about."

"OK you're right. I was being dumb."

I snorted. Talk about understatement of the year. Dumb was not the word I would use to describe Kevin's actions.

"You got that right Jonas."

Kevin started to look angry. He grabbed my arm again and pulled me out of the coffee shop and into a side street. All in all, it was pretty shady. My third greatest irrational fear (behind birds and ninjas) is dark alleys. Which we were in. Right now. But before I could hyperventilate, Kevin began to speak again.

"Alright. I get it. You're pissed off at me. But will you just listen to me without adding some stupid sarcastic comment?"

Hmph. Great start Kevin. You sure know how to make a girl feel special. Seriously, who gave this guy lessons on how to talk to girls? I swallowed my sarcastic comments and gave him a curt nod instead. Kevin took a breath and grabbed my hands. Sparks flew up my arms. Focus Lilly. You are really mad at him. Don't give in to his charm. My inner swooning was interrupted by Kevin's voice.

"I know I overreacted the night you and Miley told us the truth. I probably should have stayed and talked to you about it. But you have to understand something. I'm the oldest Jonas Brother. As a general rule, girls don't like me. They always go for hot Joe or sensitive Nick. When I found out that Lola wasn't real, I was devastated. The first girl my brother's age liked me and she wasn't even real. You lied about who you were. How was I supposed to know if you lied about your feelings for me? And I got my answer later that night when I was walking around, trying to clear my head. I saw you Lilly. Not even an hour after I left Miley's house and you were outside some record store kissing a guy. I wasn't even mad. Disappointed would be a better word. I called Nick and Joe and told them to cover for me if you came looking for me. How could you do that Lilly?"

I stared at him and gave a hallow laugh.

"Are you kidding me, Kevin? If you would have stayed around five seconds longer, you would have seen me shove him off me and yell at him. He's a jerk and I pretty much hate him. But at least he was there for me while I was crying my eyes out over you."

Kevin looked uncomfortable but continued on.

"Well, that doesn't change the fact that you lied to me."

I gave him a blank stare. And I tried to hide the pain I was in when I spoke.

"When I was with you I wasn't Lola. I was Lilly with a wig on. And when you walked out that door after we told the truth, I was broken. Because every other boy I've liked never really liked me. But you were different. You still asked me out after all the disasters of our first meeting. And you asked me to be your girlfriend after the first date form hell. You were the one. At least… I thought you were. Because in the end, you were like every other guy. You didn't like the real me. So I'm sure that you're sorry. And I'm sorry too. But the truth is, it's not going to work out. You know nothing about Lilly. And maybe it should stay that way."

As I spoke, I saw the anger in Kevin's eyes diminish. By the time my speech was finished, Kevin just looked defeated. I pulled my hands out of his and turned to walk away. Before I could go, Kevin began to speak so quietly I almost missed it.

"I know you have an irrational fear of birds. I know you hate French food. I know you're easily distracted. I know your eye twitches when you're nervous. And I know that I'm falling in love with you."

I stopped in my tracks and slowly turned around, in total disbelief. Kevin Jonas loves me? What kind of crazy thought is that?

"Why would you love me? I'm a spaz. I'm a klutz. I fall down staircases. I punch people because I think they're birds. I have an irrational fear of ninjas. I don't listen very well. I yell when I should really talk. And I'm a sidekick. What's supposed to happen is that I love you but you love Miley. Trust me, no one falls for the sidekick."

Kevin smiled at me and grabbed my hands again.

"I don't know if you've noticed, but Joe and Nick are the leaders of the band. I'm a sidekick too. And you know, us sidekicks have to stay together."

And with that he pulled me into a kiss.

So there you have it. After everything that happened, Kevin and I ended up together. And so the sidekick got the happy ending.

I think this will be the last time I write in you Diary, because really, let's be honest here. You're less of a Diary and more like a guide of what one shouldn't do when trying to date a Jonas Brother.

And thankfully, I finally figured that one out.

Lilly

Wow. So it's finally done. Thank you so much to all the readers who kept reading this, even with my crazy updating. I had a lot of fun writing this but now I'm going to go back to writing Hannah Montana canon and Camp Rock fics. So keep a look out for the next few weeks with a couple of oneshots. Thanks again for reading!