mindless behavior fanfiction

Imagine;

Ray and the rest of Mb has another celebrity basket ball game and like a good girlfriend you go to support him. You’ve been there for hours now cheering and watching him run back and fourth along the court. The game has drawn to the last few seconds and he has the ball. He dribbles the ball up to the hoop and makes the winning shoot. You and the rest of the crowd stand up and cheer. As you’re cheering you can see him running your way for a hug so you do the same. Once you get close to him you finally realize that he’s covered in sweat so you push him away but he refues not to get his way.

The Fan-Fic World Pisses Me Off

I just don’t like when MB fanfics are like:

Girl: I luv u so much bew u dont undastand *cries*

MB Member: I luv u tew, but i gotta goa. *leavez*

*Comes back 1 day later*

Girl: Im pregynant!

(insert millions of comments praising the fanfic, begging for more and thousands of reads)

MY fanfiction:

“I’m so sorry Liyah, if you’d just-”

“Don’t call me that…” she whispered.

“What?”

“Don’t call me Liyah.”

Ouch. Again.

“Li- Aaliyah, if I was your friend they’d make your life absolute hell.”

“They’re already doing that,” she shivered. I noticed her shaking and hurriedly took off my leather jacket and draped over her shoulders.

“You’re still not getting it, all the shit you’re going through now would be a million times worse if I was even caught looking your way.”

She snapped, “That’s not your decision to make!”

I flinched.

“If I want to risk my neck to be with you, that is my decision- not yours,” she hissed, pointing between herself and I.

I looked down and kicked at the gravel, “I just wanted to protect you. If I had the chance to lessen the hostility in your life, why wouldn’t I?”

“Now you’re not getting it,” she sniffled, “You broke my heart. You let me taste happiness then you snatched it all away!”

I looked up at her. Her eyes were shining with tears under the moonlight and she was shaking.

“I needed a friend! It was like one second I was getting somewhere and the next I was ten steps farther back than before! That was so hard to comprehend,” she continued, clutching my jacket as an anchor.

“I didn’t want to do it!” I countered, holding her gaze and shaking my head.

“But you fucking did Roc! You did!” she cried.

I kicked at the sign pole behind me and threw my head back. This was so fucking frustrating. From her point of view, I was a heart-breaker. From mine, I was a protector. How in the hell are we going to move on if our views on the situation are so different? I rubbed my eyes and whispered to her that it was time to go. She shuffled back to her seat in the back and I slid into the driver’s seat. I turned the key in the ignition and pulled back onto the road. Aaliyah was still shaking and I watched her pull my jacket closer to her.

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"No Regrets" Chapter 1

Leoni’s POV

I sat up in bed and opened my eyes slowly. I looked at my clock. It read 11:59 a.m. I scrambled out of bed as I eagerly cut on my webcam to have my morning chat with my friend, Gianna.

“Morning, Gianna!” I yelled into the webcam.

“Morning,” she replied, not sounding as enthusiastic as me.

“What’s wrong?” I asked Gianna.

“What’s not wrong?” she replied. “My mom’s wall pipes busted and my all the clothes in my closet are ruined. Ugh.

"Cheer up. It’s still going to be a good day. We’re going to the MB Concert tonight.” I said to her, half-smiling.

“About the concert, I can’t go. My momma needs the money to get her pipes fixed. So, I’m going to sell the ticket.” Gianna told me.

“The hell you say. You’ve got to go.” I half-yelled at her. “We’ve been planning this for a long.”

“I know but…” she started.

I interrupted her.

“No buts,” I demanded. “We’re going and that’s final. Just have your momma bring you over at about 3:00 and I will take care of the rest. My momma’s out of town on a business trip and I have her debit card.

"Okay, sorry if this causes you too much trouble,” she said to me.

“It’s no big deal,” I assured her.

“Okay, we’ll be there.” she said, sounding more reassured.

I cut off my webcam, went to go brush my teeth, and went downstairs to go fix me some breakfast. I saw a note on the kitchen counter. It read:

Had to fly out to Chicago today to get your cousin, Janine. I’ll be back in 1-2 days. Emergency numbers are on the fridge. Love you. Have fun at the concert tonight.

~Aunt Dalia

I put the note down and continued to the fridge. I found some eggs and bacon. I put the bacon in the stove and sat down in the living room to watch TV while I waited.

About 30 minutes had passed and the timer went off on the oven. I went to the stove cooked my eggs, took my bacon out, and sat down to eat.

Right after I finished eating, the doorbell rung. I looked through the peephole before I answered the door. It was Gianna. I looked at my watch.

“It’s only 1:15. I thought I told you to come at 3:00.” I said to her.

“You did,” she started. “But my hair is in need of a perm and my mom needs to go to work. Can you do it?”

“Yeah,” I replied.“ Just go get the perm out of the bathroom.

"Thank you!” she screamed, hugging me.

I chuckled.

“You’re welcome,” I replied.

She went and got the perm and came and sat down in a chair. I put the perm in her hair and let it sit about 20 minutes, and washed it out.

“Now, how do you want it styled?” I asked her.

“Curly,” she replied, smiling.

“Okay,” I said to her.

I put the rollers in her hair.

“I’ll take them down in about 20 minutes,” I told her.

“Okay,” she said. “Now, let’s go pick out our outfits!”

“Okay,” I said, smiling.

Me and her ran upstairs to pick outfits out my closet.

“So what should we wear Gigi?” I asked her as she rummaged through my closet.

“I don’t know about you, but I already found my outfit,” she told me, pulling out

this.

Leoni’s POV

I sat up in bed and opened my eyes slowly. I looked at my clock. It read 11:59 a.m. I scrambled out of bed as I eagerly cut on my webcam to have my morning chat with my friend, Gianna.

“Morning, Gianna!” I yelled into the webcam.

“Morning,” she replied, not sounding as enthusiastic as me.

“What’s wrong?” I asked Gianna.

“What’s not wrong?” she replied. “My mom’s wall pipes busted and my all the clothes in my closet are ruined. Ugh.

"Cheer up. It’s still going to be a good day. We’re going to the MB Concert tonight.” I said to her, half-smiling.

“About the concert, I can’t go. My momma needs the money to get her pipes fixed. So, I’m going to sell the ticket.” Gianna told me.

“The hell you say. You’ve got to go.” I half-yelled at her. “We’ve been planning this for a long.”

“I know but…” she started.

I interrupted her.

“No buts,” I demanded. “We’re going and that’s final. Just have your momma bring you over at about 3:00 and I will take care of the rest. My momma’s out of town on a business trip and I have her debit card.

"Okay, sorry if this causes you too much trouble,” she said to me.

“It’s no big deal,” I assured her.

“Okay, we’ll be there.” she said, sounding more reassured.

I cut off my webcam, went to go brush my teeth, and went downstairs to go fix me some breakfast. I saw a note on the kitchen counter. It read:

Had to fly out to Chicago today to get your cousin, Janine. I’ll be back in 1-2 days. Emergency numbers are on the fridge. Love you. Have fun at the concert tonight.

~Aunt Dalia

I put the note down and continued to the fridge. I found some eggs and bacon. I put the bacon in the stove and sat down in the living room to watch TV while I waited.

About 30 minutes had passed and the timer went off on the oven. I went to the stove cooked my eggs, took my bacon out, and sat down to eat.

Right after I finished eating, the doorbell rung. I looked through the peephole before I answered the door. It was Gianna. I looked at my watch.

“It’s only 1:15. I thought I told you to come at 3:00.” I said to her.

“You did,” she started. “But my hair is in need of a perm and my mom needs to go to work. Can you do it?”

“Yeah,” I replied.“ Just go get the perm out of the bathroom.

"Thank you!” she screamed, hugging me.

I chuckled.

“You’re welcome,” I replied.

She went and got the perm and came and sat down in a chair. I put the perm in her hair and let it sit about 20 minutes, and washed it out.

“Now, how do you want it styled?” I asked her.

“Curly,” she replied, smiling.

“Okay,” I said to her.

I put the rollers in her hair.

“I’ll take them down in about 20 minutes,” I told her.

“Okay,” she said. “Now, let’s go pick out our outfits!”

“Okay,” I said, smiling.

Me and her ran upstairs to pick outfits out my closet.

“So what should we wear Gigi?” I asked her as she rummaged through my closet.

“I don’t know about you, but I already found my outfit,” she told me, pulling out

this.

“That’s too cute,” I told her. “Imma go get ready now. You can go ahead too. I’ll

take your rollers out when I get back.”

“Okay,” she replied. She went to go get ready and I went downstairs to my

momma’s bathroom to get ready. When I returned, she already had my outfit out

on the bed, waiting for me to get ready.

I got ready, took out Gigi’s rollers, we grabbed our purses, and headed out to the car to go to the concert.

SUMMARY: Four girls, four problems. Each, a differnt situation but one common factor, pain. When the one person that releives that pain for each girl re-enters their life, will they accept them as well as the trouble they could bring?
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HEY GUYS! t’s me again! I just updated my MB Fanfic again and you should soooo check it out! Alot of people seemed to like the last chapter so hope this is a good follow up! I guarantee you’ll find it interesting!