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// One More Chapter 
// Story: A Place Where The Sun Might Shine Upon Me 
// by Eggtaro 
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"I'll see you at work later, okay?" 

I didn't want Sunset to leave. But I knew that no amount of protesting and pleading would change her mind. She has her own life to live; I can't expect her to spend every second staying right by my side with me. She's got a school to attend to, and best friends to hang-out with. Not wanting her to leave would just be selfish of me. 

Besides, we're just friends. Nothing special was going on between us, that much I'm sure. All we did was spend a night together in my apartment, talking and sharing about stuff. Stuff that I've never told anyone before. 

I've also learn a few new things about Sunset Shimmer. Weird things, sure. But... still new. Like, how she has this book that allows you to communicate to one another via writing on it. Or that this book came from another world, and that Sunset is close friends with one of the inhabitants. 

Oh, let's not forget about the part where Sunset's also a fantastic singer; I wish I could hear that singing voice of hers everyday. 

"...are you listening to me?" 

I blinked. Sunset was waving her hand in front of my face, trying to catch my attention. She must've been talking to me for the past few seconds without my realization. 

"S-sorry, you were saying?" 

Sunset frowned, and shook her head. "I was asking if you were interested in getting something to eat before I leave." 

"Why? The noodles wasn't enough for you?" I asked, grinning. 

Sunset giggled. "I could still eat. Besides, you look like you could use some extra food." 

I would've disagreed with her, but the growling from my stomach beat me to it. "Maybe just a little bit of food." I said, smiling sheepishly. "But I thought you needed to hurry on back?" I scanned the area around my apartment; people were already starting to flood the streets, either making their way to work or to grab breakfast. 

Sunset smiled "Do you want me to go?" she asked teasingly, pushing several strands of her beautiful fiery-coloured hair behind her ear. "I can always grab some food at school anyway." 

My reply came so fast it was almost like reflex. "No!" I half-shouted, causing some passers-by  to stare at us. Why was she asking me this? Did she read my thoughts somehow? True, I'd be much happier if we're able to spend more time together, but now it almost feels like I'm just being desperate. "I-I...I mean..." 

Sunset gently grabbed my hand, giggling to herself. "I thought so." she whispered to me, smiling softly. It was really nice, standing there in front of my apartment building, holding hands with the girl I'm in love with. How often do you get that chance? Considering that opportunities like this rarely comes by my way. 

Her hand was really soft, and smooth. It was like touching velvet. I could feel the warmth emanating from her palm, either that, or my hand is the one heating up. But...I didn't really cared about that. I was too busy enjoying the moment that we're having; some people might find it weird, being satisfied with just holding hands. But to me, this amount of skinship already felt like heaven.

Sunset gave my hand a tug, bringing me back to my senses. I glanced at her, raising an eyebrow. She looked excited for some reason. 

"Come on!" she said with another pull on my hand." I know this one place where we could get some very nice croissants!" Before I could even reply, she started making her way down the crowded street, pulling me to follow. 

I allowed myself to be dragged along by her; I didn't want our hands to part so quickly. But as I clumsily followed her into the crowd, a slow realization came to mind: Sunset didn't grab my hand because she has some sort of hidden feelings for me; she just wanted to lead the way to the croissants. 

"Wait a minute, you're actually still hungry aren't you?" I asked Sunset, trying my best to not bump into anyone. 

Sunset spun around and smiled. "Isn't it obvious?" she asked, tightening her grip on my hand. "But the croissants are really, really delicious." she squealed. 

I chuckled, but that didn't stop me from rolling my eyes at her. Was I disappointed? No, not really. I was devastated. But, I might have been reading the entire situation wrongly. Like I said earlier; we're just friends, nothing special was going on between us. All we did was spend a night together in my apartment, talking and sharing about stuff. 

"Don't let go of my hand, Mola." Sunset said, giving me a wink. "I don't want to lose you." 

But that's not going to stop me from falling in love with her. Heck, I'm already in deep.