Is it rape?

In middle school, I was pressured into having sex. For context I was in a relationship with this guy for a few months and well... he was pretty lustful, but I thought I could simply ignore it because I liked him. Sex made its way into our conversation and honestly it was exhausting, whatever. Sometimes he would touch me without asking, and it included fingering me or grabbing my books. I don't know why I didnt leave to be honest I probably should've but at the time i thought maybe these are things that i could ignore. He'd always trued to hang out with me but then mentioned something sexual to which I made excuses to avoid it. I still dont know why I didnt leave at this point. I was a dumb middle school kid I guess. One day i shared news to him that I would have to move. Obviously we were sad about this and things felt pretty normal for the most part, at least that's what I thought. A few days before I left he had told me something, he said to me

"I would be disappointed in myself if I didnt get to hit before you leave"

You would think I'd leave at this point. But this time I said I'd have sex with him. I didnt want to but I was so tired of him constantly bringing it up. When we were together the day of the incident I felt scared, he was taller than me and way stronger than me. And I knew if i told him i changed my mind, he'd get mad at me... like he always did. I could feel myself shaking and my heart beating. I thought maybe he could sense my fear.

We ended up doing it, or in other words he did what he wanted to me. When "It" was happening i felt so out of it. Everything hurt but yet i felt nothing. I felt so exposed, raw, violated... I just wanted to go home​. I felt disgusted the entire time, not to mention i cringed at my fake moans. Once it was over I was relieved.

I walked home alone that day a different person. Everything hurt, but my private part had hurt the most. Peeing felt weird, it felt RAW if that makes sense(?). And sitting didnt feel normal anymore. By this point, i wished I said nothing. Maybe I should've kept my mouth shut, or perhaps I should've stopped it. But I was so scared of how he'd react.

I still cry about it to this day. But, is it rape? Technically I agreed to it. So why am I reacting this way? I didn't stop him so why did I feel so violated? Was I raped? Or am I Dramatic?