"what the fuck is pub golf?" ivy questioned, staring up at the television.

"well it's basically a drinking game and pub crawl mixed together, but they're filming it for the sidemen channel, they want me, you and es involved." sage raised her eyebrows, praying that ivy would get involved.

"me, on the sidemen channel?" ivy scoffed, "fuck that."

"oh, come on ivy!" esme frowned, "you've been sad about simon all week and it'll be a laugh. it's more than likely we'll all get a bit of hate anyways."

esme was right, ivy had been nothing but down about what happened between her and simon. he tried messaging her a few times, but she refused to get back to him, she was giving him the 'time' he needed to 'think' - whatever that meant. and she was dreading the next time she would be faced with him because he was all she wanted.

ivy shook her head, "it's not just a bit of hate, it's strangers digging into your personal life. people already have theories that simon and i are back together."

"please." sage begged, "it'll be fun. you'll miss out on a good day. besides, me and harry are basically official now, so i'll probably get more hate than you."

"hmm." she grumbled, "maybe. bet they'll have us dressed in little skirts and polo shirts." ivy joked, shaking her head.

"well, about that." esme pulled an awkward face.

"fuck off, i was just joking!" ivy threw a hand to her face.

"and we might already have the outfits." sage smirked, "so you're coming whether you like it or not."

ivy folded both arms over her chest and turned away from the two girls, "fine."

standing in front of her full length mirror the next day, ivy groaned at the green polo shirt that she had to pull over her body, "green suits you." sage smirked.

"fuck off." ivy scowled at her through the reflection in the mirror, "i'm guessing we're on different teams then." she glanced at the coloured tops, sage wearing a pink one and esme in a blue one.

"mhm." sage and esme nodded their heads in unison, simpering at one another.

ivy huffed, pulling white knee high socks up her shins, "who fucking picked these outfits?"

"harry and ethan." esme giggled.

"can see your arse by the way." sage muttered.

"i'm not fucking surprised!" ivy shook her head, "think the sidemen channels gonna be seeing a bit much of me today." she pulled the white tennis style skirt down a bit lower, "let's just hope it's not windy."

everyone met at harry's flat, spotting what teams they were on. ivy inhaled deeply and span to look at sage and esme, "surprise." sage grinned.

"who's idea was it to put me with simon? i'd rather be babysitting jj!" ivy whispered, furrowing her eyebrows.

"bonding time." esme chuckled.

the teams consisted of ivy, simon and tobi on green, esme, ethan and jj on blue, harry and sage on pink and josh and vik on orange. they all squeezed around the dining table whilst ethan and harry stood in the kitchen, ready to introduce the video. ivy's palms were already sweaty just from feeling simon's leg brush against her's. she barely paid attention to them introducing the video, simply staring into space.

"- and we could've had five teams, but tobi is an apple juicer and we all know ksi can't handle his drinks well." harry clapped his hands together, staring straight in jj's direction, causing everyone to laugh.

"ayo," jj genuinely seemed offended, "that's not fair man. put me and tobi on a team right now and we'll out drink all of you!"

"nah bro," tobi leaned over the table to look at jj, "you're on your own there." he chuckled.

ethan began to explain the rules and once again ivy was back staring into space, nervous for the day ahead. drinking and being around simon never seemed to work in her favour anymore, "you get plus two strokes for missing a hole or falling over."

ivy instantly felt a nudge from simon, "hmm?" she looked up.

"no falling over!" he yelled, pointing at her.

"yeah ivy, this ones for you." harry laughed, "if you fall over you're letting your team down."

"i'll try my best." she smirked.

the game quickly came to a start, first drink being a sambuca shot in the flat which everyone had to drink just to lift people's spirit's and get them in the mood, including tobi who was traumatised by the 'sambuca alarm' blaring from harry's phone. they then found themselves walking to the second hole which was an actual pub this time around. everyone gathered on a couple of tables, unable to fit all of them onto one.

"feels weird, being in a sidemen video." ivy muttered to simon whilst the camera was panned on the blue team, "don't understand why they wanted us on it anyways."

"the more the merrier i guess," he shrugged his shoulders, "and the girls definitely helped to plan it."

"wouldn't have known," ivy sighed, "been in my room for over a week."

"how come?" simon furrowed his eyebrows and cocked his head. ivy simply shrugged her shoulders, turning her attention to harry who had a tray full of glasses of wine in front of him.

"this is gonna send some people to oblivion." vik raised his eyebrows, staring at the glasses, "jj, do you ever drink wine?"

"no!" jj yelled.

"oh mate, you're done." vik laughed.

"i know! because it's ridiculous!" jj exclaimed.

"and this, ladies and gentlemen," harry looked at the camera, "is why jj is on a team of three."

ethan introduced the hole, everyone managing to gulp down their drinks at once with the encouragement from everyone else. all apart from josh, who still had some wine remaining in the bottom of the glass and had let vik down and everyone began to create a ruckus. "orange isn't off to a great start." ethan cackled, raising his eyebrows.

"let's get out before we get kicked out." harry laughed, throwing his bag onto his shoulders.

"true," sage smirked, "can't be getting kicked out of bars again."

"you lot," ethan yelled, "one of the last times we went out me, harry, freezy, es, sage and ivy got kicked out of a bar, so don't be surprised if that happens again."

ivy shook her head in embarrassment and looked up at simon who was laughing, "we were being really loud and then i fell over so they told us that was enough."

tobi held a camera in hand, chatting to harry as they made their way to the next hole which turned out to be beer, ivy's worst nightmare. the group gathered around a large table outside, jj waffling rubbish, "this will be the first time we're drunk on camera together."

"we're not drunk." simon chuckled, shaking his head.

"speak for yourself jj." vik leaned back in the seat, causing everyone to laugh. as the beers came out, the group were instantly told that their drinks were not 'chuggable'.

"please do this one for me tobi," ivy smiled softly, "i can't do it." she shook her head.

tobi slowly reached for the glass, "you're the worst friend, ivy. you bullied me into this."

"i did not!" ivy pulled a shocked expression, "i'll do it if you want, but we could probably win if you do it tob's."

"you're so mean, ivy." ethan nudged her.

"i'm not mean!" she exclaimed, throwing her hands up in defence, "i just can't down that shit." she pointed to the drinks in simon and tobi's hands. tobi managed to gulp down the drink in one sip, whereas it took simon two, but the whole group was surprised with tobi.

jj ran to the side, hyping himself up and everyone exchanged weird glances at one another as he fell to the floor to do press ups, "he's so weird." esme giggled, "i could do this one myself, but i'll leave it to jj."

"i know." ivy nodded her head in agreement, laughing.

everyone managed to down their drinks in two or three gulps, leaving green team in the lead and everyone continued to yell at tobi, not knowing how he got the 'unchuggable' beer down in one. making their way to the next hole, vik waffled rubbish at the camera whilst jj pulled weird faces and then found themselves stood by a wall.

"mid hole entertainment." is what ethan called it as the group stood facing harry and ethan, "you can get holes off your score by beating other teams." he explained. "so welcome to the first game, here we have, pin the bandana on the ksi!" he unravelled the poster, causing everyone to fall into fits of laughter as they stared at the photo in front of them, however jj did not appear quite so impressed.

"that is so jokes." simon fell into fits of laughter after the game was explained and ivy and simon both agreed that tobi should pin the bandana onto the poster. after spinning a blindfolded tobi round a few times, he managed to get it somewhat on the poster, but he did not appear satisfied with his attempt. however, when vik did not even get it on the wall and jj tried cheating, it only left sage and harry.

"come on, you can do it!" harry encouraged her after spinning her around, but she also walked off in he complete opposite direction of the poster, causing cheers to erupt from the green team before her blindfold was even off, which also meant they could take their team photo and remained in the lead of everyone else.

"it's slowly hitting me, how fucked we are." simon stood still, pulling an awkward face.

"we've still got five more holes." ethan raised his eyebrows.

ivy and simon began to walk together to the next bar and she nudged him with her elbow, "lightweight." she smirked.

"i've had one more drink than you have, thank you very much." he sighed.

"hmm." she laughed, "okay, okay."

they all sat down on a few tables, camera panning to jj who was already slurring his words, "i'm gassed though, we finally have cocktails." he pointed to the tray of drinks, "sweet cocktails, fam."

"welcome to four number ho -" harry instantly stopped in his tracks, cackles emerging from everyone when they realised what he had said.

"four number hole." everyone began repeating, making fun of him in a joking manner, very quickly coming to terms with how much the alcohol was effecting them.

harry sighed, "it's hole number four and it's cocktails, yay!" everyone cheered alongside him. jj insisted on going first, deciding that him and esme would down the cocktails which they managed to do all in one. jj was clearly waved, leaning against a barrier, refusing to sit down whilst everyone else had their drinks and the whole group managed to successfully down their cocktails in one sip.

"it's going so much better than i expected." ethan exclaimed, unable to stop his laughter.

esme laughed, "honestly, i'm so surprised at how well this is going."

"we're getting through these hole's so fast too." sage smirked, glancing at the time. suddenly, the 'sambuca alarm' blasted through harry's phone and a tray of shots had been brought over to the table, causing everyone to create a commotion and a cheeky grin formed on harry's lips.

"why is the sambuca alarm going off?" simon leaped from his seat, yelling at the top of his lungs, "nah man."

"we can't control this alarm." harry shrugged his shoulders causing jj to jump up and down on the spot angrily.

jj threw his head back, resting on the seat, "i want to die." he complained repeatedly, "why have you done this?"

"this is why you're in a group of three." ivy laughed, leaning over the table to look at him whilst she grabbed herself a shot, "you don't have to do this." she smirked.

"cheers lads." josh shouted before everyone backed the shots, apart from tobi and jj who stood by and watched. as they were leaving, vik leant forwards unable to cope with the alcohol intake and his body did not take time to process the quick pace of the drinking, causing everyone to laugh at his struggle. jj found himself laughing so hard, he collapsed on the stairs and a look of disappointment swept across ethan and esme's faces.

"i wasn't the first to fall over!" ivy cheered excitedly.

"i didn't fall, i was laughing at vik, he was funny." jj yelled in his defence, "come on man, that wasn't a fall!"

ethan sighed, shaking his head at him, "that was a fall, that's a plus two jj."

"aw, allow it fam." jj huffed as he left the bar and ethan stared straight into the camera, knowing that his team was failing and his own teammate was struggling to make it through the game.

they all made their way to the next hole, vik openly admitting that he was drunk and jj being loud and definitely feeling a buzz as he made his way down the street, yelling for high-fives from strangers and blurting out random words and phrases.

"welcome to five number hole," ethan mocked harry, "this, ladies and gentlemen, is the no piss zone."

"this is the water hazard?" simon appeared shocked as he yelled. simon and josh instantly began teasing jj who had previously been complaining that he was desperate to use the toilet.

vik cried out, "i've just drank a whole bottle of water man."

"unlucky." sage laughed, shaking her head at him, "have fun holding it in boys."

"this is outrageous." vik complained whilst harry went inside to get their next drinks. ivy sighed, she could feel the alcohol hitting her a bit harder and she aimlessly rested her head on simon's shoulder whilst they waited, not even thinking about what had previously happened between them.

"you okay, ivy?" esme cooed.

"yeah," ivy nodded her head, "just feeling it now." she smirked.

"me too." sage nodded her head in agreement. the three girls glanced over to vik who was pulling his body up to sit on a wall and instantly fell into the plants behind it causing the three girls to chuckle at him, "i think that's a fall vik."

the boy threw his head down in shame, everyone agreeing that it was also a fall as he lifted his body from it, "fucking hell vik." josh shook his head at him. harry arrived back outside with a tray of jägerbomb's, placing them where vik had previously fallen.

"fucking love jägerbomb's." ivy grinned, glancing down at the drinks. luckily, everyone managed to get the drinks down in one gulp - it would be surprising if they didn't - and found themselves on their next game.