I once had an "almost boyfriend" that I had a major crush on. His little sister liked me, and wanted me to be her big sister so she tried to set me up with him. We both liked each other, but there was one detail. He had just come out of juvinal hall. I was always the good little girl growing up. I never swore, I never talked back, and I always did what I was told. Then I met him and I became not a total deliquent, but I rebelled as much as I could get away with.
He did try to kiss me once, but I told him if he ever did, I would deck him! I was still too much a tomboy, but I liked him nonetheless. As for why I liked him, I guess because I could finally defy my parents without actually defying them.