"this is scandalous," ivy complained to the camera, "i'm wearing a skirt and i'm being expected to ride a fucking bike."

"you'll be fine." simon smirked at the girl as they walked quickly in the direction of the bikes, "i mean, realistically, are we gonna win this?"

"i really need to pee." tobi muttered.

"me too." ivy agreed, nodding her head, "and harry and sage have made it there before we have!" she yelled, pointing in their direction.

they made it to the park, harry and sage obviously coming first, then green team, orange team and finally blue team who decided that they wanted to get jj there in one piece and chose to walk. "jj is a danger to himself and everyone else around him at the moment." ethan chuckled, walking up the steps to the park, "anyways, ciders in the park, hole six."

they all sat around in a circle on the ground, vik yelling as he slammed his hand against the concrete, "humble yourselves people.", harry could not get a word in edgeways from the constant yelling.

"listen to harry!" sage yelled.

"someone's sticking up for her boyfriend." josh commented, wiggling his eyebrows at her.

"shut up!" she mumbled and looked to the floor, her cheeks burning red.

harry looked at the camera awkwardly before finally speaking, "we have three loser's here," he pointed to blue team, "so to wipe out your penalty, you all need to do a shot of sambuca each." they all huffed and rolled their eyes, but agreed to do the shots which resulted in cheers from everyone else and they could finally start on the hole.

ethan managed to down the cider in one whereas it took esme three gulps, "that's not easy." she complained, wiping the cider from her lips with a disgusted expression. jj sat beside josh, drunkenly speaking into the camera, unable to keep still as he mumbled random words. simon and ivy decided to drink the cider, both of them managing to do it in two sips.

"how?" vik repeatedly murmured with a confused expression, "just how?"

harry also gulped down the cider in one and sage did it in three, but for josh and vik it took josh three gulps and vik two which took a while.

"i can't do this anymore," jj stood to his feet, yelling, "i'm fucked. i'm actually fucked. why are we doing this?"

"chill jj." ivy laughed.

"ayo, we're alcoholics! this is ridiculous!" he exclaimed, constantly shouting and wailing about how fucked he was whilst everyone laughed at him, his sentences barely making sense.

"come sit back down." esme shook her head, patting the floor beside her.

jj instantly shook his head, "nah man, this is outrageous! i'm pissed!"

"we know you're pissed," sage smirked, "sit back down!"

jj huffed, he was throwing a tantrum like a toddler, but finally sat himself back down as harry spoke up. "game number three boys and girls," he made his signature jazz hands, "say it or shot it. gather in a circle properly."

ivy took a deep breath in, her eyes widened at the thought of the game, surely it would not be too invasive if it was on camera? she remained beside simon, their bodies grazing against one another every so often which sent a trail of goosebumps along her arms and it was not helping that she was more than tipsy either. her eyes focused into space whilst she waited, everyone shouting and screaming around her and ethan and simon spoke to the camera next her.

"so," the game finally started, "we have questions for everyone involved." ethan glanced around the circle, "and if you don't want to answer it, you're gonna have to shot it." he gestured to the sambuca in the middle.

"who out of all of us here," harry looked at jj, "has shagged the ugliest girl?"

jj leant backwards and closed his eyes, "oh me. i've definitely shagged an ugly girl fam."

"fair enough, fair enough." sage laughed, "he did answer."

"he did." harry nodded, a grin plastered across his face, "at what age did you lose your virginity?" harry looked to tobi.

"i hate you so much." tobi sighed, instantly taking the shot from harry's fingertips.

josh and vik also took shots and then harry's attention turned to sage, "i - i don't have a question for you, it's ethan who does." he stuttered, face burning red, unsure of what ethan was going to ask.

"sage," ethan took a deep breath in, "how good is harry in the bedroom?"

sage instantly laughed at the question, "is that an appropriate question? i mean, yeah decent." she furrowed her eyebrows.

"moving on," harry turned his head towards esme, "who gave you that love bite on your neck?"

"oh fuck off." she muttered, grabbing the shot. all the fans knew as esme and ethan just being friends, they explained that multiple times. even if they did have their assumptions on them sleeping together or even being together, they did not want to let out any information.

ivy's leg bounced nervously when harry looked at her, "are you and simon going to get back together?"

her eyes instantly widened and looked to simon beside her and then back at harry, reaching for the shot, "can't really say i know the answer to that." she muttered, instantly backing the shot as she was unable to give a clear answer. after simon, ethan and harry all took their shots, they were onto the next hole.

making their way there, jj weakly gave harry a piggyback ride which looked as though he was going to drop the boy any minute. they sat down at another pub, the table filled with drinks, "so this is a double vodka something." harry grinned.

"ivy's speciality." simon nudged her with a smirk.

"true," esme pointed to the girl and looked to the camera, "if you ever see this girl on a night out, buy her a double vodka."

"i'll be disappointed if you don't do this in one, ivy." tobi pointed the camera in her direction.

"i'll do it, i'll do it." she laughed, clinking her glass together with simon's and they both proceeded to down the drink in one, but so did everyone else. as the hole came to an end, jj received a penalty for knocking a glass over, leading ethan and esme to admit defeat and understand that they were never going to win anyways. their team mate had fallen apart.

walking to the next hole, simon had his arm wrapped around ivy's shoulder, muttering nonsense in her ear, "you're drunk, simon minter." she grinned up at him.

"hey," he frowned, "you're drunk too!"

"hmm." she narrowed her eyes at him, "not as drunk as you."

"whatever," he chuckled, "anyways, i've been wanting to ask you something, but you've been ignoring me all week."

ivy looked down at the floor, staring at her feet, "sorry, go on."

"let me take you out at some point? just us two." he leaned down to whisper in her ear which sent a shiver down her spine.

"you're drunk." she turned her head to look at him, "you don't mean that."

simon rolled his eyes, "yes i'm drunk, but i mean it. i want to take you out, i've had my time to think."

"okay," she bit her lip, "i'll go out with you." simon twinkled at her, pleased with her response and glad that he could finally prove himself to her. he knew that he had been an idiot, so it was time to put everything right. he knew exactly what he wanted and that was ivy.

once everyone sat down at the eighth hole, it was clear everyone was struggling, but some were able to deal with it better than other's. the effect from the alcohol became overwhelming and they were faced with a double sambuca. everyone's coordination appeared to be off, especially vik who managed to spill his on the floor leading josh to also accept that there was no chance of them winning. the round was a simple hole in one for everyone and they could finally make their way to the last hole.

they arrived at ethan's flat and jj had been complaining the entire way that he was not feeling too great, only for him to arrive at ethan's and throw his head straight into the toilet, unable to compete in the final hole. everyone sat around comfortably, ready to begin filming again, "well, we may or may not have lost ksi." harry laughed.

"poor guy." sage shook her head.

the last hole was a shot of 'skepta's rum', leading simon to complain, "i hate rum, no offence skepta if you're watching," he looked to the camera, slurring his words, "big up."

"you're gone." tobi chuckled, shaking his head at the boy as simon grinned back at him, "ivy sort your man out."

"he's not my man." she laughed, instantly downing the drink alongside simon. they both pulled disgusted faces at one another as the burning sensation ran down their throats, "i don't think i like rum either." she choked out, coughing from the taste. everyone wolfed it down in one, cringing from the sensation as it was definitely strong and harry pulled out the score card.

"if i'm honest lads," he squinted at the paper in front of him, "i can't fucking read what i've put."

"fucking hell," ivy peered over his shoulder, "what on earth is that?"

harry attempted to count the points, but finally gave in, "i think green won, but i have no fucking idea." he huffed, still staring at the piece of paper.

simon, ivy and tobi all celebrated in unison, loudly cheering as simon lifted ivy off her feet and spun her around in the air, "we fucking did it!" he exclaimed before placing her back down, unable to cope with the amount of alcohol sitting in his stomach.

"well, shout out to the team with three people who won!" harry looked to the camera.

"fuck off!" ivy exclaimed, "don't be a sore loser."

"i don't like that, that's a bad winner right there," simon hiccuped, "i mean bad loser."

"alright, alright," harry exhaled, "they're fair winners, got to respect it."

as soon as the camera's turned off, everyone groaned. mostly everyone in the room was waved, especially jj who was not even able to take part in the final hole, but he had never been able to handle his alcohol well.

they all decided to head over to harry's flat, which was nearby and a much larger space than ethan's. many people needed to sober up before trying to head home, especially simon who found himself struggling to walk and was being held up on his feet by ivy and josh. they both had their arms wrapped around his back, whilst everyone else helped vik and jj behind them.

"ay, everyone!" simon yelled, looking behind him, "this is the love of my life right here. look at her, helping me and that." he pointed at ivy, a huge grin plastered across his lips.

"shut up." she laughed, shaking her head at him.

simon chuckled, a smug expression sweeping across his face, "i'm funny."

"you're not."

finally arriving at harry's flat, simon instantly rushed to the toilet as he felt sick. ivy followed his lead, although he was not being sick, he was sat limply on the floor, "you don't need to help me." he slurred, head resting against the wall.

"it's fine," she sighed, "i don't mind." a faint smile formed on her lips.

"this is what i mean i say when you do so much for me." he sighed, "i've not even been sick, but you're sat with me."

ivy instantly shushed him, "you do things for me too, you helped me when i was drunk at sage's birthday." she giggled.

"i know, i know," he mumbled, "you just do more."

shuffling her body beside him, she also relaxed against the wall and rested her head comfortably on his shoulder, "i don't care about that, si."

"i like it when you call me si," he murmured, "reminds me of when we were together."

"me too." letting out an elongated sigh, she turned her head to look at him, "i was nervous about today, but it's been good." she slurred her words, she was definitely wasted herself, but chose to put simon first before sobering herself up.

"because of me?" he questioned.

"yeah, i guess so."

"sorry." he exhaled and looked down to his knees.

ivy caressed his cheek, "don't be sorry." she shook her head. the two stared at one another in silence, only loud yelling and talking could be heard from the living room. simon instantly closed the gap in between the two, the kiss was definitely sloppy and uncoordinated, but neither of them cared because it was also somewhat passionate and meaningful.

slowly pulling away, ivy gazed into simon's drunk eyes and rested her head on his shoulder again. she could be sat with everyone else, most of them were still probably drinking, but she was content in simon's company - always had been and always will be. that was why they worked so well, he could be working and she could be laid in bed watching a movie, but even with the other person in the room, they were satisfied. it was just a shame he had to push her away too much. but ivy was still positive that she wanted simon to make her his again and moments like this proved that.

"i miss you, you know?" he sighed, feeling the weight of ivy's head on his shoulder again.

it was the little things. the warmth of her body in the early hours of the morning, the way she would cuddle him from behind randomly, but because of her height she was just pressing her face into his back, her terrible gaming skills, but she would still try to learn how to play for him. her grin, her laughter, something he yearned to see more of than as just her friend. he adored the way she would tear up over little things, like a video of a baby animal or a sad story. although simon never knew how to react when she cried, she showed raw emotion around him and he admired that. he just wanted to hold her as often as he wanted, drink with her without the fear of doing or saying the wrong thing, have sex with her without the regret. he wanted her.

"but i'm right here." she chuckled, her focus remaining forwards. although she was trying to make a joke, she knew exactly what he meant and it hit her hard.

simon huffed, moving to wrap his arm around ivy as they sat on the cold bathroom floor, "you know what i mean."

"i know," she swallowed harshly, "i miss you too."