Niall's POV
After we were seated at the restaurant, Stella spoke to me.
"Soo.. thanks again for saving me from getting shot again."
"No problem." I said shyly.
"Niall,where's your sling?" Stella asked.
"In the garbage at the hospital." I answered.
" You fucker you're supposed to wear your goddamn sling." Stella whisper screamed at me.
"I can't work if I have a sling."
"Fine."Stella ended our argument.
After we ordered our meals, I spoke again,
"So you have feelings for me?" I asked Stella.
"Y-es." Stella said quietly.
"Thank god. I have them for you."
Stella's POV
Oh my god.
Niall's POV
Oh my god.
We have feelings for each other.
That's a relief.
It would have been shit awkward if one of us didn't have feelings for one another.
"Good, so maybe a real date tomorrow?" I asked Stella.
"Sure." She smiled at me.
We went back to work shortly after.
Nothing. No cases that I needed to do.
Boring was the word that described the rest of my day.
I went to Harry's after work.
"Shit."