November 07 - March 08
This story begins last year, when I was a sophomore in high school. I met a guy in a class during November but it was only a quarter class. I'll call him Bike. After that quarter, I was transferred into his global studies class (right across the hall from my old class) but I only stayed for a week until I was transferred back to my class. We would talk when we saw each other and I realized he liked me. At that time, I had been interested in someone else, I'll call him TDH. Like Bike, I had been in a class that only for one quarter, but I hadn't kept in contact with TDH.
Main point, I thought I liked Bike and so we would flirt and one day we held hands. I realized this was getting serious and got my thoughts straightened out and told Bike that I didn't like him in that way but wanted to stay friends.

Summer 08
We both had summer school, but not the same class. Up till now, we had been texting each other & became better friends. About the middle of July, we talked and realized we had feelings for each other; he still liked me and I actually began liking him. This time, I knew I liked him. However, I didn't believe I liked him enough to be in a relationship with him. At this time, several times he asked if anything was going to happen between us, but I couldn't give him an answer.

September 08 - November 08
As school began again, we knew we liked each other, but I still wasn't ready to be in a relationship with him. October came and I finally believed I liked him enough. On the day I planned to tell him how I felt, I saw a mutual aquaintance. She asked if I knew Bike had a girlfriend, and that they had been together for about a month. Further more, she told me that Bike had apparently informed his girlfriend I knew about her. I had no idea, and I did not tell him that day. We stayed friends, but he knew something bothered me. I saw him with his girlfriend about twice, and each time I couldn't help but get angry and jealous. I didn't try and make a big deal about it, but I would leave (only saw her for a minute or two because he would walk away to talk to her).

I had already decided not to tell him I liked him and to not interfere with his relationship. One day when I was talking to him on the phone at 3 in the morning, I asked if he was happy. He told me he didn't remember the last time he was happy, and when I asked if his girlfriend made him happy, he replied: "Well, I talk to her, but..."

I had a feeling he still liked me. One day I went to the hospital with him for an appointment of his, and he introduced me to his dad. & it felt like he was flirting with me (Bike, not his dad).

During November, one day he was very persistent about what had been bothering me. This is when I decided to tell him how I felt:
Him: I just want to know what's bugging you, I just want to make it work with you.
Me: Make it work?
Him: Oh damn, I didn't mean it that.
That day, I told him I still liked him and found out he still liked me.
Basically, by the end of November he broke up with his girlfriend to me with me.

December 08 - January 09
During this time, we weren't officially together. However, we kissed and made out. I went to his house three times and met more of his family. The second and third time I went, we did get physical. Dry humping with clothes, and one time when we were both only wearing underwear. So he has seen me naked, and vice versa, and I've seen him down there too.

The second time I went to his house, I noticed cards pinned to his wall. One was from his ex girlfriend, where she told him that she loved her. It wasn't a lovey dovey card; she was wishing him happy birthday. However, it did have a nickname for him that was between them. I became upset, but when he came back into the room I didn't tell him what was wrong. He asked, but I just couldn't tell him...that was one of the main problems between us. I had a hard time telling him what was wrong.

Beginning of February 09
At this time, we still weren't official. I brought it up one day. He told me that he liked me, but he was concerned it was going to be like the previous times. We talked, and I realized I had doubts, but I knew I wanted to be with him. At the time, I wasn't too sure what they were. Two weeks later, week of Valentine's day, I was approached by his ex girlfriend. It was the first time we ever talked to each other. She told me that Bike had been telling her he liked me, but he'd rather be with or, something alone those lines. She wanted to confront him together, but I had previous obligations. That night I talked to bike. Apparently, she had been the one to bring up the possibility of getting back together, but they both kept talking about it. He wanted time to get his thoughts together. We had made plans for Valentine day, but we didn't act on them (we didn't discuss it).

After 5 days, I was becoming fed up. I called him that night, but he didn't want to talk about it on the phone. For 15 minutes, I was telling him that I just wanted to know whether or not he wanted to be with me, but he didn't want to talk about it over the phone. Finally, he told me it was a yes, but a no. & his ex girlfriend wanted him to be with me based on what he had told her. We made plans to talk the next day during out free period. We didn't end up talking because someone came to his tech class and asked Bike to help him with a robot drafting plan. I went up there and was standing there for 20 minutes. When the bell rang, I just left but he came after me. We didn't talk, but he asked me what was bugging me.
The next day we were supposed to talk after school, but apparently he had to leave early.
The next day, Thursday, we were supposed to talk after school. I saw him in the hall while I was on the phone with my sister. 2 minutes later he comes up to me. He tells me that he has to leave and we can't talk. I plan to walk into the band room, but he won't let me open the door (Bike's about 6 feet tall and I'm about 5'2). At this time, I'm extremely frustrated and angry. I tell him that I don't think he cares. He punches a wall. We don't really talk. Then his best friend tells him that they've got to go. I turn to walk in the door, but he doesn't stop me, though he asks if we can talk tomorrow. I don't answer him because I was trying not to cry.

We can't talk friday because he leaves right after school for work.
Saturday, I call him that night and tell him we need to talk Monday after school. He says okay, but he'll talk to me later because he's hanging out with his ex girlfriend.
He never called nor texted me back.
The following Monday, I see him after school. The first thing he tells me is that he has to leave and we can't talk. I'm angry again and I walk away. This time, he doesn't try to pull me back. I text him and tell him he's been dragging it on. If he doesn't care and doesn't want to talk, he needs to tell me now.
He tells me he just wants to be friends.

The following day, I call him during our free period and ask to talk. He meets me in a hall. The talk doesn't result in anything.

He tells me he really likes her.

Bike's best friend used to like a friend of mine. His best friend told my friend that the other girl had to work hard to get Bike to settle down with her that first time.
I don't know.

i ask if there's any part of him that still wants to make it work, and he says there is, but he thinks it's best if we're just friends.

I ask if this means we're not going to have a chance in the future, and he replies that he doesn't know.

I ask if he's afraid of getting attached to me. He says he already is, and that he'll always care about me.

He ends up telling me that he thinks this is sympathy somehow, me liking him.

He says I've only started liking him these last two months (not true, began seriously liking him during october).

He tells me he and the other girl have been through a lot of crap (she's a year younger, but all I know for sure is they knew each other when she was a freshman last year), and he can't be with both of us. He picked her because he likes her and because of my doubts.

Two days later I figured out my doubts and told him. Won't go in depth unless someone really needs to know.
It's been about a month and a half now. At first, he wanted to stay friends that he doesn't want us to stop talking because he really likes talking to me. Now, we don't talk anymore. I replied to his message and asked if we were going to stay not talking or stay friends. I know the message has been read, but he hasn't replied after a month. We have no classes together at all, and the only time I might see him is during lunch, and that's very rare.

I don't know what to do.
Throughout these weeks, I thought about everything that happened. Thinking back, I can't believe he waited for me from February till September. I'm split. A part of me still likes him and wants to be with him. Another part of me is telling me to let go and move on. I feel like there's unfinished business between us. Like we both tried, but at different times.

The main problem was I didn't quite believe he cared about me that much and he didn't believe I truly liked him. Looking back, I can see many times where he was showing me he cared. I regret getting angry and walking away from him, instead of controlling my anger. I still think about him everday, not on purpose, but he just pops into my mind. My friends have seen him with his girlfriend, and they say it seems like he's happy and doesn't care anymore.

I don't know what I should do. I'm not planning to talk to him about this, not when he has a girlfriend. I'm not going to break them up. What keeps me holding on is something that he told me. Usually when Bike tries to talk to a girl and she blows him off and isn't interested, he'll move right on. With me, despite everything that happened and how I basically led him on last February, he still kept trying.
Everyone I'ved talked to about this is urging me to move on. I know right now, the only thing I can do is live my life. At first I had absolutely no appetite, and my grades are crashing. But I know I can't dwell on this. Right now, I'm not sure if I should try and talk to him via text to keep at least our friendship alive. It's bad because it won't help me move on, but it's also a reminder that things are different. This is the first serious thing that's happened to me, and I'm really lost. I'd appreciate any advice, and I really appreciate anyone who's read this entire post. Sorry for the length, but I just want to tell the whole story.