Love is an open door

You gasp and clutch your chest. Falling into him, he grabs you. You close your eyes. He cries out. “Heily!” He carries you in his arms up to your house and realizes he doesn’t have the key. He puts you down and finds the key to the house in your pocket. He carries you in and looks around. He guesses your bedroom is upstairs and walks up. He finds a bed, which is your bed and puts you down. “Heily!” He yells at you.