It is so stupid that I have this problem. Because it started in the third fucking grade. THIRD. FUCKING. GRADE. And is STILL going on. Help?

Also, sorry that the bulk of this is grade school drama, I just figured I'd give you all the info.

Okay, back in third grade I knew this kid in Sunday School, I'll call him Zack, and he asked me out. Being a third grader, I said no because my dad would be mad if I did (he's black, I'm white, I wouldn't care now but I was fucking third grader). He later explained that he had asked me because I was the only girl that was nice to him at the time, even though I still don't get how he had gotten over cooties so quick... whatever.

Anyway, fast foreward to 7th grade. I was just getting over chronic depression and attempted suicide (at 12 fucking years old) and coming out of my shell a bit, and I saw the girls around me all had boyfriends and I felt lonely. Zack turned out to be in one of my classes, and I hadn't seen im in a few years. I remembered that he had asked me out, and figured I'd give it a shot since he was the only boy who ever showed any interest in me (I have since explained this to him, REPEATEDLY). So I asked him out one day, face-to-face, and the next day he said yes. Even at the time the delay seemed kind of over-dramatic.

We "went out" (=hung out in our only class together trying not to giggle too much) for a couple weeks, I can't even remember how long now, not more than a month. During that time, being ecstatic to have a boy in my life, I told anyone who would listen that I was going out with Zack... and was made fun of mercilously for it. Zack, for reasons I could not comprehend at the time, was loathed by the vast majority of people who knew him. I didn't make any excuses, even when I ran out of Sunday School in tears.

Anyway, blahblahblah, we went to some school dance together, and while we were slow dancing some kids came up and asked if we were dating. I said yes, Zack said no. Repeatedly. To my face. He claimed that he was shy. I dumped hi later that night, but because he just made uncomfortable, not for that.

Oh, and some point previously Zack told me he loved me. I parroted the words back to him because, well, 7th grader? No stupid enough t care about race anymore, but not smart enough to avoid that trap.

Afterwards, I started replaying the whole scenario in my mind and got pissed as hell, realizing that he didn't care enough about me to even admit that we were dating, even after I willingly suffered abuse for dating him. I was a bitch to him for the next three years, paranoid that he was gonna molest me or some shit (I don't know what was wrong with my head back then).

NOW ON TO CONTEMPORARY BULLSHIT.

I started tolerating his presence again in high school, after I found out that he was friends with my new best guy friend. I forced myself to get over my paranoia and chill, and the three of us started hanging out together. Zack had a girlfriend at the time, who dumped him when she went to college out of state. He later started dating some other chick, a year below us and kinda cunky, but nice. I later found out that he was using her to try and make me jealous. This was after they had their nasty break-up. He also asked me to prom, and I said no because I wanted to go stag and hang out with my friends.

Throughout all this, he had asked me out a few times, and whenever I did a simple favor for him he'd look like the gods had justgiven him A Sign. I kept going through cycles of he-has-a-crush-on-me-he'll-get-over-it and there's-no-way-he-STILL-likes-me. After prom, I said fuck it and started assuming that he would ALWAYS have a crush on me. Which, according recent conversations I've had with our mutual friend, is and has always been true, even now that I'm in a happy, stable, long-term relationship in another state.

Zack's basically a fucking drama magnet, and all of his own doing. Right now, while still crushing on me, he's playing mind games with our friend's ex when he knows that our friend wants to get back with her.

The only thing that I can think of to explain his behavior is that he thinks he's the star of a romance novel, and The One that doesn't quite realize it yet. He also seems to be taking the romantic comedy approah of "if I'm persistant enough she'll love me."

What the fuck do I do to get him off my back? I haven't mentioned the situation to my boyfriend because I didn't want him to have to deal with Zack's fucking drama, even though they've met a couple times at my house. Should I get him involved? I keep wanting to invite just Zack to myself so I can talk/ smack/ scream some damn sense into him, but I don't want to because he's... just... creepy. Recently I've been thinking about just writing a long fucking rant to him via Facebook... should I do that? Should I just cut him off entirely? I'll still see him when I visit my friend's house...