I'm A Celebrity 2019!

~ 26 ~

That morning, we ate like Kings and Queens. Myles was back to cooking, all be it just for the morning, but everything was at peace.

'Good luck everyone.' Ian sighed, Ant and Dec appearing in camp. He wanted to go home. You could tell.

'In no particular order. Nadine. The public have decided. It's not you.'

'Maia... it's not you.' My face broke out into a grin. I'd survived another day! What the hell was happening!?

'Roman. It's not you.'

'Ian. It might be you.' He seemed happy, not worried like normal.

'Kate. It's not you.'

'Andy. It isn't you.'

'Myles. It's not, you.'

'So that means Caitlyn. It might be you.' I didn't want either of them to go, but someone was leaving every day now, and it was getting a lot tougher to tell who it would be.'

'So Ian and Caitlyn. The fifth person to leave I'm A Celebrity 2019, is.... Ian.' My face dropped, my hands flying to my mouth.

'No.' Not because I was shocked, we knew it'd be someone big today.

But because I was just sad. Everyone was leaving, camp getting smaller and smaller. And Ian was the one person who could always make me laugh. No matter what was happening.

His leaving hit me hardest so far. More than James and even more than Jacqueline. 'Oh my god. Stop. Maia.' He hugged me. 'I don't want you to go.' I sniffled, squeezing him. 'I'll see you in a few days. You got this girl. You're a badass, sweetheart.' I smile.

'Who's gonna make me laugh now.' He laughs loudly as I sob, all of us waving goodbye as he makes his exit, practically running across the bridge as we head to cheer him on, Roman giving me a hug as I cry. 'IAN WRIGHT WRIGHT WRIGHT. IAN WRIGHT WRIGHT WRIGHT.' We all sing, watching as he crossed to the studio and left us as the magnificent 7.

Kate goes off to do the trial that day and I decide to go and have a cold shower, the jungle extra hot today. 'No idea who's gonna go next.' I shake my head, Myles and Roman stood waiting as I go, then we'll swap. 'I think it'll be Caitlyn maybe?' Myles says and I tilt my head. 'Yeah, she has been in the bottom two a few times.' 'As long as it's none of us. We'll be good.' I reach to hi-five them both.

'Do you think Kate will be alright?' Myles asks as I swap places with Ro, sitting on the rocks in my boots to dry myself off. 'Yeah. I think she'll surprise herself.' I nod at Myles, Roman breathing heavily as he ducks under the water.

'I think 4.' They both agree on a number. 'I think 5.' I disagree, having more faith in the woman. 'Yeah maybe. We shall see soon.' We all finish showering, obviously not Milo though because he's a stinky mess. Then sunbathe on our new beds we all have. Nadine offering to stay in her hammock. Me on the middle bed, Roman behind then Myles in the other side in between me and Kate.

'Here she is!' We all jump up, me still in my bikini and she looks unhappy. 'No joking, no wind ups. I only got 5.' We all gasp. 'Omg that's amazing!' We all listen as she explains the trial. Then Andy and Nadine go to do the dingo dollar challenge.

'Okay. What percentage of the British public have a positive opinion of the Queen?' I answer the phone, still in my bikini and socks, but one of the only people awake when the phone first rang.

'A 82% or B 62%.' I shake my head. This was impossible again!

'It feels like it should be 82, but we've been so wrong on our guts. Like if it's the same people that don't like christmas they're all on a madness anyway so they probably don't love the Queen either.' They all nod.