It was everything she did
Every morning after Ali returned to Rosewood she came to my house for breakfast. To make sure I had more than just a coffee for breakfast. Although it was more than that. It was the way Ali sat next to me every lunch, with the blonde's shoulder slightly touching my own. It was the way she always got a ride with me to school, like we both needed each other through that drive to mentally prepare for school. It was the way she would send me links on Facebook to things that she knew I would find funny or interesting. It was the way she slipped me notes in Math, knowing that it was my least favourite class. It was the way that she would discuss the books that we studied in English, I was always surprised with how much she understood the novel. It was the way that she reacted when I told her about my drug habit, she just held me as I cried helplessly into her shoulder. It was the way that after she disappeared I knew that she wanted me to stop and I was able to quit cold turkey. It was the way on Halloween when I saw her for the first time in years and all I wanted to do was hold her. It was the way in that I felt an uncontrollable urge to jump in front of her in New York, like her life was more important than my own. It was the way that after she came back to Rosewood High I felt like punching everyone who looked at her judgingly. It was the way that she would only break down in front of me because she only trusted me with her secrets. It was the way that she looked at me when no one else was looking, like she didn't want to ever look at anything else again. It was the way that she held me at night, after she had been through so much she was still the stronger one. It was everything she did that reminded me of how much I had missed her in my life. It was everything she did that reminded me of how lucky I was that I had her back in my life. It was the way that I could never let her go because she was so deeply beautiful and all I had in this world.