Food Fight (Harry imagine)

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Food fight (Harry imagine)

You watch from the door of your kitchen as Harry expertly throws ingredients into the bowl to make a mix for a chocolate cake. You slowly creep up behind him poke his stomach hard.

"Ah!" He squeals and turns around quickly to glare at you while rubbing his stomach where you poked him. You double over at the sound of his girly squeal.

"You're going to pay for that." He states and stares at you mischievously. You sober up and look at him a little scared.

"You wouldn't." You state uncertainly but he grins evilly.

"Oh but I will." Without warning, he grabs a handful of cake mix and grabs your stomach to spread it all over it. You place your hands on your hips as he bursts out laughing at you. You grab an open packet of flour from the counter and empty it on him. You laugh even more when he is fully covered in flour.

"Oh it's on." Is all he says before throwing the rest of the cake mix on you. You continue this by grabbing other ingredients and splashing them on him. He grabs an egg as splashes you back. You look around for more food and both of you spot a bowl of oil. You glance back at him and both of you rush to grab the oil at the same time causing it to spill on both of you! You try to move away from Harry but slip on the oil which has fallen on the floor. You grab Harry's shirt in an attempt to save yourself from falling but instead end up pulling Harry down too. He lands on top of you and man is he heavy.

"Get... Off me!" You gasp.

"Admit it, you like me all pressed up against you." He smirks and you roll your eyes.

"Just get off you fatso you're heavy!" You whine and he lifts himself up so he is still hovering over you.

"I'm fat aye?" He asks while raising an eyebrow as if to say "are-you-challenging-me?". You nod childishly.

"Let's see just how fat I am then." He states before lifting one hand off the ground and pulling his shirt off slowly so that his abs are on full display. You gulp as he lowers himself a bit so that he is lightly pressing against you.

"So, how fat am I?" He asks, an amused glint in his eye.

"Uh- um- you're- you're very," you pause. You are actually going to say hot but you decide to tease him a bit.

"Very?" He encourages.

"Very, very, very, fat!" You stick your tongue out at him and push him off before jumping up and walking out with exaggerated hip movement, leaving him gaping behind you.

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