This weird guy who's obsessed with me

So for those of you who don't know, I'm trans (ftm) but I still live under my parents' roof and they aren't supportive. I'm just starting out college and to avoid getting thrown to the streets (I lit have no place to go and all my friends moved away to far colleges while mine is right next to my house) I try to dress nice and girly and maybe get a date to keep their suspicions low. It worked for me in high school thankfully, but not so much right now...

Also side note, I'm not trying to use any of these guys. That is such a shitty thing to do. For example, in high school, one of them I really did like knew about my situation and supported me, but he became super possessive and weird, so I cut him off. The second time was a guy that to this day still hurts because I liked him a LOT and things were going well, I was happy, but the idiot ghosted me because I reminded him of his ex. And no, I really hate living this double life but I have to do what I have to do to not get kicked out because I want to graduate and move to Scotland more than anything. I try not to go too far, just enough that my family is not suspicious of me and that they have proof that I'm who my they want me to be. Believe me, it's exhausting. I'm pissed because I came out at 13, and had my parents been supportive, I would have probably been on T for over 5 years now and I wouldn't have to be dealing with boys. I don't even want to date boys in the long run, I want to date girls. It's so frustrating too because no, I've tried going out with girls but it's impossible because I'm not on T and they don't even consider me as a man and I hate that.  

Anyways, yes, most days I still dress full on masculine but I try to balance it out. The problem is, on days where I saw this one guy in my english class (here at college) who I started noticing kinda liked me (and I thought he was cute too), I began dressing feminine only on those days. I won't be on T for another while so I mean a date would be nice, also it helps me get out of my hellhole of a house. But it backfired really badly. 

The guy I think is pretty cute, I will call him boy A. The weird guy and I don't like, I will call boy B. 

So I thought boy B was cool as a friend, not attracted to him at all in any way. We had things in common like screenplay writing, movies, wanting to make movies someday, things like that. I genuinely had no clue that he liked me. 

One day, me and both boy A and B are walking to the parking lot and talking, and boy A leaves. Boy B then looks at me and goes "You know, I really like talking to you. Here's my number." He hands me a slip of paper with a happy face that says "call me" and I was in SHOCK. My soul left my body. I kept telling myself he didn't have a crush on me, but then over text he's being really weird and flirty and annoying. It was painfully obvious. Then he's asking me about my hobbies and I tell him about my artwork, the books I'm writing, and the films I want to create. Then he goes "Wow, you really are one in a million. Even your name is unique." Which is true, my deadname is very rare. In my entire life I have only ever met two other people with it. So I reply saying "Thanks! I guess I'm one of the many wonders of the world lol." AND THIS DUDE REPLIES "Yep. One that I get to discover." 

PAUSE PAUSE PAUSE!!! BRO WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY THAT??

I'm trying to be as dry as possible. Like I said, I genuinely don't like him in a romantic way. He then goes on about a book he thinks I would like (he knows I'm a book nerd) and he says "I'll meet up with you and give it to you tomorrow." I say okay, sure that's fine. The next day he gives it to me and I ask "When do you want it back by?" Brand new book btw. He replies "Oh, I have my own copy and I've read it so many times. That's yours to keep." 

BRO WHAT!!

I thank him and skiddadle off to my class cause I ain't tryna be late. A few days later OVER TEXT he CONFESSES HIS LOVE FOR ME AND WANTS TO GO ON A DATE. I'm thinking no no no I don't want to but he's really nice and I don't wanna hurt his feelings. I panic and just say that my parents aren't letting me go on any dates right now because they want me to focus on school and also I can't drive myself yet (which is true). He respects it, but then proceeds to say "Well I really really like you and I will wait for you." 

At this point I'm getting super annoyed and tell him to not wait for me because I'm gonna end up moving to the UK or Europe (I didn't wanna specify where) anyway, far far far away from here. I said it was pointless and he accepted it. Only, he didn't. He keeps trying to impress me and talk to me. 

At club rush, I wanted to go alone, but he kept insisting that he would follow me because "I have nowhere else to go." Dawg you have a car, YOU CAN GO ANYWHERE YOUR HEART DESIRES JUST LEAVE ME ALONE. So here I am, this absolute diva looking like those Tuscan Y2K girls, and I try walking ahead. BUT HE'S STILL TRAILING BEHIND ME. It was hot as hell that day too and I was so done with everything. I got to the theater club stand (which I am already in but I went to officially register with my ID) and I saw a friend I made in there. I tried saying hi but he legit did not know who I was. I was like "why is he acting so distant? He knows me." So I wanted to make small talk and put my preferred name down without boy B looking so I turn around and say "hey, do you maybe wanna scout the area and see if the film club is anywhere?" And he says sure, so I scoot closer to my friend and go, "It's me! Laurence!!" And he goes, "LAURENCE?! WHAT THE HELL I KNEW I RECOGNIZED YOUR FACE YOU LOOK SO DIFFERENT!!" Side note, I lowkey shapeshift really well from guy to girl so when my friend saw me before, I was full on masculine, no makeup, baggy clothes, and my hair styled differently. I explain my situation briefly, he understands, I write my name down as Laurence, and just in time for the other guy to come back. 

So after that, I kept trying to find excuses for him to leave me alone after class. I would say I had to use the bathroom or I had a club meeting for art. Two days ago, I didn't have a good excuse so I sucked it up and walked out with him. So he goes on to tell me that he got an electric guitar and tried joining a band on campus... jeez... Mind you this guy knows nothing about instruments but he knows that I used to be in a band and I played electric guitar myself. I have a feeling he did it just to impress me. HE DIDN'T EVEN GO TO THE SO-CALLED BAND OR NOTHING; HE JUST CARRIED AROUND THE GUITAR BECAUSE HE WENT TO HIS CAR RIGHT AFTER, SINCE THAT WAS THE ONLY CLASS OF THE DAY HE HAD. OH! And on top of that, during class, his guitar FELL ON ME. It was sat against the side of his desk and fell on me hard... 

Anyways, as we are walking out of class, he asks me how I've been and I tell him about this script I wrote based on my book that I performed to my entire theater club and I did amazing, everyone was showering me in love and compliments which was a very happy moment, and boy B asks "you NEED to let me read your book sometime" and I'm like "Not right now, I'm barely in act 1 of draft 1 and it's messy." AND HE DOENS'T STOP LIKE HE STARTS BEGGING. Now the book isn't bad, I just don't trust someone I met a MONTH AGO who is lowkey obsessed with me to read something as sacred to me as the first draft of my first novel. 

Then today, he texts me randomly (we don't have school) and is like "Oh I know you're busy but how are you doing?" Like gee thanks bro I was fine until you texted. So I reply a bit confused because LIKE I SAID, I MADE IT PRETTY CLEAR THAT I DON'T LIKE HIM, so I reply "Oh, uhm... I'm okay? What's up?" And he's like "Oh nothing, mental health check in, that's all." Bruv does it look like we in the psych ward? 

Like I'm not gonna tell this dude about my whole life story and problems with my double life situation. I'm scared to even tell him that I'm trans and like women because like I said, I BARELY KNOW THIS GUY, and he's seen me as a girl and I'm not trying to end up missing on the news because yes guys are like that nowadays and me being trans puts me in even more danger. It's also too late to lie and say I have a boyfriend. I'm just scared because he drives his own car and we're both 18 so I don't know. I just don't want him to do nothing crazy. He doesn't seem like the type, he's very nice but he's not my type in personality or in appearance and we like mainly different things. He's not smooth about flirting either and it's super cringy like I wince and revolt when he tries to act cool because he's... not. He's whiter than the sun and lowkirkenuinley built like a 1x6 lego block. No chin or nothing.

Then he kept trying to forcefully help me with basic stuff without asking when we had to build a little model thing out of spaghetti and tape. I told him respectfully so many times to stop and he didn't until I snatched the part away and said "Please, I got it." I'm so sick of him. And I don't know if I wrote this bit already but he kept being pushy when it came to wanting to read my novel, even though I'm only on draft 1 and act 1 (its a 3 act book) and it's private right now. 

I hate sounding this way because I know I probably sound really mean right now but I don't even want to be in this situation to begin with and I hate this I hate this so much. I trace it back to my parents like I mentioned prior, because of them, I am suffering and I have to go through this and deal with this guy and guys in general when I don't even want to wilingly date guys and prefer girls, all because my parents aren't supportive. It's only causing me more problems and I cry every night because I feel so alone and I just feel like no one is going through anything similar and I'm completley on my own. It's such a unique and shitty situation that I don't wish upon anyone. In another life I would have liked to be on T, passing, and been good friends with boy A and boy B instead of having to worry about going on dates and being girly enough for my parents to secure a spot here at home. I just wish I wasn't in this situation.