So now my crush knows. She knows that I have a crush on her.

But to be fair it was 30% my fault and 70% my best guy friends fault.

Soooo me and my best guy friend were chatting over Instagram cuz he lives in Spain and all that. And he was pressuring me to come out to my mom on her birthday. Then we switched topics to my crush and when I was going to tell her. Then he started asking questions like "rate your friendship on a scale of 1-10" and shit like that.
In the end he said "if you don't tell her I will" and my brain wasn't working at that moment so I said "fine"

He texted her through Instagram. I don't really know how the conversation went, but it ended with me saying
"I'll just have to ignore her for a solid week then move to America and live the rest of my life eating bread and water" 
That is literally what I said.

The next day it was my moms birthday and we went to this "castle" where they had a cake buffet. Me and my sister finished our cakes and we went around in the garden to take pictures to post. Mom called to say something like come here, and when we were at the door Mrs.crush was there.
We exchanged a smile and a tiny wave. Then I dragged my sister away. Then I was paranoid for the rest of the day, because I did not want to bump into her. I would literally not get close to anyone who was wearing a hoodie and had blonde hair.
But the day was great. It felt like I was a spy trying not to get spot by the other side.
Towards the end, like when I had to leave, I was a little sad that we hadn't bumped into each other, cuz like she's still my crush.

But besides the point. The next day we chatted a little and apparently she thought I hated her. And I was like "nop that would not be possible."
No but to be real I think we are chill. Hopefully?