Sorry it took so long...I lost my first copy of this chapter and then didn't have the motivation to write it again, but today I was writing a fic for another couple and inspiration hit me once again...so hopefully I'll keep this muse and get this fic finished...thank you for your patience

Ok where we last left off...16 year old Katie was in Australia with her Mom, Lyla, who was touring there for the summer. Katie thought it was gonna be another uneventful summer until hansome 21 year old Simon Fraisier joins her moms band. Katie is enamoured from day one, but alas Simon just thinks of her as a little kid and a friend. He still has eyes for his ex girlfriend, Lily who just got back together with her ex, Holden. Simon wants to use Katie to make Lily jealous and Katie is all for it, especially if it means kissing Simon. They shared one kiss which left Katie aching for more. Now they are at a club and Katie is alone at a bar while Simon goes off to find Lily and Holden, who are supposedly at the same bar. Also remember that Simon and the owner of the club are really good friends. Ok enough with the background, if you want anymore look for the back chapters that are somewhere on this board...hee hee...Ok onto the next chapter!

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"Katie, I don't think I see them anywhere."

"Simon!" She squealed as she looked up at him with hazy eyes. "It's Simon," she whispered to the bar tender who shook his head and poured her another drink.

"Katie, are you drunk?" He tried not to laugh.

"I'm not drunk. Pffft, I don't drink."

"I beg to differ." He picked up the coke she was drinking and sniffed it before chugging it himself.

"Hey, that's mine."

"Katie, how many of these have you had."

"This many." She held up 5 then 6 then 7 fingers. Simon put his head in his hands then squatted down to eye level with Katie.

"I think we should get out of here." The bartender came back and poured more in her glass.

"Not until I finish my drink." She picked it up then Simon put his hand on her wrist and forced her to put it down again.

"I think you've had enough."

"Hey, buddy, the lady want's to drink." The bartender interjected.

"I don't believe we were talking to you, so mind your own buisness."

"Simon, shh, he's a nice guy."

"Yeah great guy getting a 16 year old kid drunk."

"I'm not a kid."

"Hey she didn't say her age, besides whats a 16 year old doing in a bar."

"She's with me."

"I'm not a kid." She told the bartender firmly, neither man seemed to here her though.

"Oh and who are you."

"Your worst nightmare pal." He reached over the counter and grabbed the bartender by the shirt. He drew back his fist when a gentle hand reached out to him. He looked back and saw Katie's pleading big eyes.

"Don't." She stated simply and he let the bartender go and he fell to the ground. He quickly got back up and picked up the phone.

"Wait till I call the boss and tell him about this, he'll have you permetly thrown out, if not arrested."

"Go ahead call your boss, I'd love to see him again."

"What do you mean."

"Your boss is my best friend from high school, we're still rather close. I'd love to tell him how you served alcohol to a minor. Come on Katie, we're leaving."

"Aww do we have to."

"Yup."

"Ok, nice meeting you." She smiled and waved to the bartender and then tried to stand up, she felt light headed and almost fell. She quickly sat back down. "On second thought, right here is rather comfy."

"Katie?" He looked at the young girl who looked like she was about to lose her lunch. "Come here." He helped her stand, she was a little wobbily, so he let her rest her weight on him as he helped her out of the club. Once they were outside she looked up at him gratefully.

"Simon, what about Lily."

"She doesn't matter right now. Getting you home safely is number one priority ok?" She smiled at him as he helped her into the car and buckled her in.

"Simon, I don't feel too well."

"It's ok, we'll get you home and in bed and you'll feel better, at least until tomorrow."

"This was a great night."

"Really how so?"

"You care about me."

"Yeah I guess I do. You're my friend remember."

"Yeah and you take care of me."

"I don't know about all that."

"You are right now."

"Let's get you home." She nodded as he started the car. They rode in a comfortable silence for most of the way home.

"Simon?"

"Hmm?"

"Do you think you could ever feel for me what you feel for Lily?"

"What?"

"Do I stand a chance, or will I always be some kid to you."

"I guarentee you'll never be just some kid to me."

"Really?" Her heart soared at his words.

"Really."

"But could you love me?"

"Maybe if you were a little older."

"So you still think of me as a kid."

"Katie, you are still so young and innocent. Sure your beautiful, but your jailbait."

"So." She pouted. "I really like you."

"It's just a crush, you'll get over it. You'll go back to America and meet some boy your own age who will make you think 'Simon who'"

"Nope, not gonna happen."

"Your positive."

"Yup."

"Ok, and how do you base this?"

"Some things you just know and I'm good at predicting stuff like that." She layed her head back on the head rest and closed her eyes. He looked over at her prepared to ask her how she knew this, but was met with her sleeping figure. He chuckled to himself as his eyes went back to the road only a few minutes later her found them back on her. She looked so sweet and beautiful. He shook his head as he tried to convince himself he couldn't be feeling this, it was wrong. She was so young and had her whole life ahead of her and besides he had Lily. He looked back at her again and for the first time he suddenly felt like Lily wasn't the only one who could capture his heart.

"If only you were a few years older." He sighed. He turned the car into her driveway. He got out of the car then opened her door and unfastening her seat belt before lifting her out of the seat. He carried her to her door and knocked. Lyla answered in her robe rubbing sleep from her eyes. She eyed Katie and Simon worry and fear in her eyes.

"Simon, what's wrong with Katie?"

"Nothing, she's just sleeping, she looks really peaceful doesn't she?"

"What happened?"

"The bartender thought it would be funny to give her some alcohol. She was completely innocent in the whole thing, I assure you. I'm so sorry I let it happen, if I had known..."

"Simon, I believe you. Now go put her in her bed." She gave a light sigh as she let Simon enter and carry her youngest child up the stairs. He opened the door to her room and layed her gently on the bed. He turned to leave.

"Simon, thank you." She said sleepily.

"For what?"

"Protecting me, taking care of me, everything."

"Anytime, see you latter kid."

"I'm not a kid." With that she was back to sleep.

"I'm beginning to get that now." He watched her for a few moments more then went back to her side and kissed the top of her head reverently then ran his fingers through the hair that fell on the side of her face before finally leaving the room, a smile planted on his face. He said his goodbyes to Lyla apologizing one last time before making his way to the car and then to his apartment. The whole drive home was filled with images of the girl who was suddenly becoming such an overwhelming presence in his life, no matter how much he hated to admit it, he was falling for the blonde "kid".