Fallen angel. Broken, bruised and loved {completed}

17. Confessing my feelings to the angel sent from above.

Waqas's POV
I was sure, we are starting a new life. And this is the time to confess her. I need to tell her, but how?
An idea clicked in my head.
I called a number and arranged everything.
"Fatima, I am going to office. Will you be ok here alone?" I asked Fatima, looking at her half asleep figure.
"Yes, I will be ok, do not worry for me." She said, rying to open her eyes.
She really looked cute that way. I started wanting her so badly, and with that the wish for confessing her was getting stronger.
Fatima's POV
Waqas went for office and I got up.
I made breakfast for myself and then I started doing some home chores. I was pressing some clothes, looking from the window the beautiful outside view that was able to be seen from the house when my phone rang.
That's just a message. But who has my number and from where?
Message from (unknown)
'Read the note put on the bedroom door, then follow the instructions written on it. You will find out other notes like this one, keep following them, do not be scared.'
I did what the message ssaid after doing a small dua.
Bedroom door note:
'Go outside and go to the car you see, do not ask where you will be taken.'
I did what it said.
I went outside and into the car.
The driver gave me a note to read.
Note:
'The place you are going has all the notes, these are just the instructions my dear.'
I started getting a bit curious but more scared.
We stopped in front of a beautiful park.
I was wearing a strange outfit but who knew what would happen. And just then.
Note:
'On the right of this note there is a box, right of the box there is a room, see the box's contents in the room.'
I took the box next to the note, leaving the paper alone, with no friend anymore.
I went into the room and opened the box with trembling hands.
There were two bags in the box.
I opened the first one and a dress the whole in blue and gold was in front of me.
Whoever bought this, knows that I love blue."
Under the dress I found a matching hijab.
I opened the second bag and I found black high hills.
I didn't like high hills at all. The clumsy me would definitely fall after the fifth step. No, maybe the second, or the first.
No, no let's just wear them anyway for fun.
I slipped them on and got up.
I found a note in the bag.
Note:
'Go out of the room, turn right and wherever you see an arrow, follow it, there will be a note attached to it. Read it carefully.'
I left the room and found the first arrow with a note attached to it.
Note:
'I find peace when praying with you.'
The second one was:
'I love when you recite Quran. You think I don't listen but I do.'
Third one:
I hurt you, but you care for me,
I hated you, but you stayed with me,
I did the worst thing to you,
But now you are here.
My eyes started watering on realizing the person behind it.
Waqas, why had he to do all this?
The fifth note was having a huge heart following to it.
But oh, it is just a half of a heart, then where is the other one?
It's a really big heart, but I will read it.
Note on heart:
I'm sorry.
I'm cruel, awful, I don't deserve you, you don't need a crap like me.
I always blame myself for it. But I know it's too late to fix some things. But I hope one day you forgive me, my little angel.
There were no more notes, but just a huge heart in fron of me, standing on my way, holding angel's wings.
The other half of the heart, I found it, but why is it in the air and why does it have angel wings behind it?
I red the words on the wings:
'For my angel, with lots of love. I confess you something, but I will say it to you. Because I wan to see that beauty blushing like a tomato.'
'Ha! Ha! What a romantic man?'
I laughed wholeheartedly on that note, not realizing that my laugh echoed too much.
MRS. Fatima, the big half heart spoke.
I got a bit scared and... Didn't answer at first.
The big heart disappeared for a moment and two strong arms rapped around me.
"Don't be scared.'
"Waqas?" I said, looking shocked. Waqas was looking at me with a huge grin on his face, still having the heart on his back.
"If you want, I can return the heart, I will tell it to come back if you are less scared than it, then you will talk with it alone." He said.
"No, no, I don't want to talk to this half heart. If I am talking to a heart, I want it whole." I said with a fake grin on my face.
Waqas took me to a table full of candles and huge, beautiful roses.
"Well, MRS. Fatima, the heart will be whole, when you accept me." He said, I stared shocked at him, not realizing what he means.
"I love you Fatima! I love you with all my heart!' Waqas yelled, everybody turning to us, watching him.
"I'm sorry for everything I did to you, Fatima. I know it won't be easy to accept me. But..." I cut him off, geting up.
"Do not think that roses, candles, hearts, notes and gifts will remove the pain you gave me! MR. Waqas. I won't forgive you so easily. I need a lot of time. I don't love you. I am sorry for braking your heart." I turned my back to him after telling him all these things, which I didn't think.
I went forward, getting a taxy, leaving Waqas and his beautiful hardwork alone.