Disguise [h.s]

nine

Leilani's father was fine with it. He trusted Harry to take care of her, he trusted them both so much so why wouldn't he be okay with them going away together. Besides, Leilani is nearly twenty one and could make her own decisions. Who was her father to hold her back from anything.

Her father loved Harry and Leilani together. He knew that he was the one for Leilani and judging by outside perspective, he was glad it was Harry who she had fallen in love with. As long as Leilani visits her father on holidays and keep him updated here and there, he was more than perfectly fine with it.

Harry helped Leilani pack. Asking which was necessary to bring. If it wasn't for Harry helping her, Leilani would've packed her whole room. She ended up with three huge luggages, two duffels, and her tote purse. Which had all the money she saved throughout the years in a huge pouch.

Harry saw her take the money out of her safe, behind the blowup picture of her senior portrait on her wall. He was shocked and a bit amazed. He definitely knew she wouldn't use him for money. She just stuffed bundles of bundles of money into that pouch. Plus she still had her credit cards. She had more than enough, just in case Harry would leave her, at least she knows she can by the next flight out back to Maui.

They've been in Los Angeles for quite some time now. Almost a month. Leilani is still not used to the paparazzi and seeing her face everywhere in magazines and on TV. She never expected this.

Harry definitely knew everyone here and brought Leilani to endless concerts, and she almost meets artists everyday. It was so hard for her to pretend not to die a little when she gave Rihanna a hug or had access to backstage or having brunch or dinner with important management people. Harry got around a lot and she was actually having the time of her life.

Harry had taken her shopping for warmer clothes also. Of course, Leilani was stubborn as always but Harry didn't care because he had Caroline to order some clothes for her and he's even gonna make her more upset when she finds out she's going to wear YSL, Louis Vuitton, Chanel and Burberry.

"Hey babe?" Harry says, looking up at Leilani from her lap because she was running her finger through his hair and scratching lightly at his scalp and Harry loves that.

"How do you feel about going to London?" He said, she looked down at him, letting him know he had her attention.

"Oh. Well, I think it'd be nice." Leilani simply shrugs.

"What about meeting my family?" Leilani's eyes wide open and chokes on her own spit making Harry chuckle.

"We've been together for almost three months and my Mum's birthday is next week so we actually really are going to London."

"Plus, November is a busy month for the band. So much promo, rehearsals and traveling. I want you to feel comfortable around the people who will be with us most of the time." Harry explains and Leilani takes it all in.

Meeting his Mum, Sister, band mates, and the crew of One Direction. Wow. Fuck. This is really happening, she thinks but it isn't all soaked in yet, so she's alright. Freaked out a bit but calm.

"Wow. Okay, that's fine." Leilani simply says, continuing her hand strokes through Harry's hair.

Harry leans up and kisses her, soon after it gets a bit heated. Their clothes off, and Harry hovering her on the couch as he kisses, bites and sucks her neck down to her naval. It's always a Harry thing to do before he fills her up is kiss Leilani and she isn't complaining.

No matter how much they have sex, Leilani will never adjust to Harry's size. It's just big and thick and veiny, she fucking loves it. She's been blessed with a hot british man who knows how to treat women and with a big dick? Damn, it can't get better than that.

Leilani scratches down Harry's back as he roughly thrusts in, moaning as loud as she can because Harry's LA home is secluded and surrounded by trees. No one will ever hear them.

Harry absolutely loves when Leilani screams, knowing that she's being wrecked by him and marked every inch of her body by him. He knows he doing something right. Plus, he hasn't had a sex life because of being single but he's in love with the girl moaning below him and its mutual and he gets to have sex everyday if he wanted. His life couldn't get any better than this.

When Leilani clenched around him, legs tightening around his waist and back slightly arching he knew she was close so he pulled out, giving her a kiss, she knew what to do.

Harry sat up, sitting regularly on the plush couch, back against the couch pillows, dick angry red and hard, curved against his stomach.

Leilani climbed on his lap filling herself up, sinking down slowly both of them moaning and breathing ragged. Harry's pupils blown out and lust filled his eyes as he watches his girl ride him.

Her hands on his shoulder for leverage, and she's bouncing, and circling her hips in an 8 figure making Harry grab a hand full of her ass. Chanting 'fuck', 'so good baby', and 'yes'. When Leilani was getting sloppy, Harry met her half way, thrusting up.

Leilani bit at his neck and Harry hissed but kept meeting her half way until she came, hard, Harry coming right after. Leilani screaming like there was no tomorrow. Same with Harry, Leilani loved when Harry was vocal. Grunting, saying dirty things in her ear, moaning too but not as loud.

"I love you." Harry says into her hair, as he head is laid on his chest,they were both sweaty but it never bothered them.

"I love you too, noodle head." Leilani softly chuckled, kissing Harry's neck. He laid them down on the couch, bringing up a quilt to their naked bodies and having exhaustion take over them.