"Come on love! Don't leave like that." Said Simon, a drunk 17 year old Simon, following you out of the party.

The context was that, Simon's group of friends had been bothering you throughout the party, making bad jokes and so on, Simon had not done anything because he was drunk enough to realize the situation.

"Baby, don't be mad at me." Simon muttered, still following you, saddened, but still drunk.