So, this morning, he called me. Four times. Twice on my mobile phone and twice on my landline (though I can't prove that it was him who called my landline; although of the three people who have my landline number, one has never called it, and the other is my mother, who always calls my mobile because I told her to).
Then I get the following text message (again, all texts are sic, with [a few notes from me]):
Him: I'm outside [name of flat] house. I need to speak with u urgently because of some things u r mean't to have said about me. It's important.
So what did I do? Stayed the fuck inside. Went and woke up one of my flatmates and told him that this guy was outside, and I didn't want to talk to him. By the time my flatmate went outside, he had left.
I called
vartanluvva and asked her what she thought I should do, and she reiterated what
you all said. And during that phone call, the following text message went to my phone:
Him: I will b telling linda [a professor] that u copied your level a [a non-degree-related, no-credit exam] I think that qualifies as plagarism. I think that is a serious offense. I can't believe what u r mean't to have said about me. I'm shocked at u. U told despicable lies that made the whole class go strange with me after xmas. Now i no why. U have alot to answer 4.
So I went to campus security and filed a complaint; at this point in time, I was honestly just looking for a number and maybe a higher frequency of patrols around my dorm for the next few days. The security officer gave me a number, as well as the number of the Humberside police in case the texts got overtly threatening, and I left.
The security officer chased me down not thirty seconds later and got my information, and I gave him this guy's name. This becomes important later.
My next stop was the psychology department head. I sat down in his office and told him that "this person" (I didn't even mention gender; I really don't want to exacerbate the situation more. Besides, there's thirteen people in the course, and only five are male. It's fairly easy to figure it out) had suddenly started sending me these texts, and showed up at my flat, and wouldn't stop calling, and asked if I could take my remaining exams in another room.
Don't get me wrong. There would be me and him and at least seventy other people in this exam hall, so it's not as though I think something will happen. But if I'm sitting in the exam room with him, I doubt I could focus on my exams, as this whole situation will just be on my mind. I got a call from the psychology department not an hour later, saying that they had moved me to another room for my exam tomorrow morning; they're still working on Thursday's exam.
I get back to my flat, and I get a phone call from the head of campus security, saying that he'd like to ask me some questions. I sat in that room for forty minutes, detailing what had happened, reading him every text message that I'd saved. I realized that these security officers had looked up every detail about this guy, down to the room in the house he's staying in.
After a very long interview, during which I told the head of security everything about me and this guy starting from the first semester (and reaffirming several times that this guy is not an ex-boyfriend), the head of security informed me that he was going to call this guy in for a meeting, and would call me with the outcome.
It bothers me that this bothers me as much as it does. I'm usually the friend who offers advice about how to handle situations like this; why am I not taking my own advice? I'm on the ground floor of my house, with a faulty hallway door (though my room door locks), with the curtains drawn. THAT'S NOT RIGHT.
There's nothing overtly threatening about those text messages, but I've done all this anyway. Am I over-reacting? Do I look like the "emotional mess" he accused me of being? Am I, in fact, creating drama?