Enemies to Lovers

Chapter 3 - UH OH

Oh god. The house was a mess. He couldn't possibly clean all this up in time. Panicking, he thought to call Ernest. No, that wouldn't work. If Ernest were to come he'd just be making fun of Youssef the whole time. He then decided to call Amelia, Via, Kaitlyn, and Ayah. The more people the better, and the job would get done faster.
"You want me to, what?" Amelia asked on the other end of the phone groggily. "Can you PLEASE come over and help me clean???" Youssef begged. "Why? It's not like you're having anyone ove- HAHAHAHAHAHA!" Amelia cackled over the phone. "You're having ISABELLA over aren't aren't you," Amelia smirked. "Alright fine, since you don't wanna help me..." Youssef trailed off. "I'M KIDDING, I'M KIDDING. I'll help you alright? Give me 10 minutes." "Thanks," Youssef said, and hung up the phone.
Amelia knocked on the door. "Hurry up, Youssef!" She yelled. "Coming, hold the fuck on!" Amelia stomped her foot. Ayah approached from behind her. "Oh hey Ayah. Youssef is taking 5 years to open the mother fucking door." Ayah laughed. "YOUSSEF HURRY UP!" Ayah yelled. Youssef finally opened the door and let them inside. "What do you want us to do?" Amelia asked. "Can you guys please clean the bathroom??" Youssef asked. "I'm not doing that. Dead ass disgusting. I'm not cleaning up the shit you left on your toilet." Amelia yelled. Ayah rolled her eyes. "How about you clean the bathroom and we clean the living room?" Asked Ayah. "Okay fine. Meet back here in 15 minutes"

                Meanwhile......
Isabella had no clue what to wear. She dug through her closet. She found a black crop top that was just above her belly button, and a pair of ripped jean shorts. She then threw on a sweater and put on some sandals. She then walked over to her desk and sat down on the blue stool that was seated next to it. She pulled out her makeup bag. Wait, what was she doing? She didn't need to impress Youssef. He's a bitch. He's a bitch. She repeated over and over to herself. Without thinking, she applied some mascara and lip gloss. It was only 4 and she was supposed to come at 6. I guess I could come over early, she thought to herself.

Isabella walked to Youssef's house. She dusted off her clothing, and knocked on the door.

Amelia, Ayah, and Youssef were still in the middle of cleaning when they heard a knock. "I'll get," Ayah yelled. Amelia nodded and watched as Ayah peeked out the peephole of the door. "Uhhhhhhh guys...." Ayah said nervously. "What?" Amelia asked. "IT'S ISABELLA." Youssef felt faint.