Creeped Out - readers digest version

So, that boy I spoke of last week... well he turned out to be a total weirdo. Everything was all good and neither one of us was taking the "date" thing seriously. Then after the show he drove me home, came in to pee, I offered him food/drink to be hospitable (I’m trying to get in the habit of doing that when ppl come over), we chatted about the movies on the coffee table and then he told me to put one in, so I start the movie... BF calls I told him I’d call him right back, I tried to be like, “I’m going to bed now. If you don’t feel like driving you can crash on the couch.” And then I went and put my PJs on b/c I wanted to go in the bedroom and talk to BF. Then he grabs my phone, texts BF again saying “I’m going to bed for real now, talk to you tomorrow”. And says, “lets finish the movie.” So, I’m like fine whatever… its cool. He puts his arm behind me, but we were sitting a cushion apart. Then I felt like I was being awkward & uncomfortable toward him. So, I figured I needed to losen up and chill. I leaned back into his arm and we were kind of cuddled together. We somehow fell asleep laying down w/my head on his chest during the movie. Didn’t do anything! No messing around, nothing. He didn’t even try to kiss me or anything. I’m not even attracted to him so it was all good. So, movie’s over, I get up and say “ok I’m going to bed.” He follows me in there, then I’m like, “no, you go out there. No one is allowed in my bed but me.” He gives me this bear hug and knocks me over onto the bed. I’m laying there thinking, “ok, I’m tired…I could just let him sleep next to me and leave it at that…as friends. No big deal.” But it just didn’t feel right, so 2 seconds later I got up and was like, “I’m serious, no one sleeps here. Its just not right.” B/c I was thnking its still mine & FI’s bed… I don’t even know how I’ll feel when BF sleeps over, you know? Then I spent the next hour play arguing & wrestling w/him, trying to get him to stay out of my bedroom and either sleep on the couch or go home, b/c I was trying to be nice and not sound like a bitch but I should’ve just been like, “Game over. Get out.” Seriously, he would not let me go. I’d get up to go in the other room and he’d hold onto me… I’d be like, “I’m thirsty” and he’d say “yeah right you’re just trying to get away”. So, I finally got up, stood in front of him, grabbed him by the biceps, looked him in the eye and said, "I'm not playing games anymore. You need to go home now." walked to the front door and opened it. He said, "Ok,. we're not friends anymore. I'm never coming over again." And I said, "Yeah, ok..." and that was the end of it.