~ Evric's POV~
Zayn had been staying in my house for two days now. He only went to the restaurant and came back home. Even though he kept saying he wanted to return to his own place, that he was fine now, I told him there was nothing like that. Until I got back, he wasn't staying alone. If I were around, maybe we could switch, he'd stay at my place, and I'd stay at his, but for now, I wasn't letting him be by himself.
Today, the final draft of our project was supposed to be out. Once it came, we'd finally be done here. I had less than four days left, and I couldn't wait to go back home. I'd been checking my email, expecting to receive it, but nothing came through. So, I decided to knock on Vanya's door, maybe she'd heard something.
She opened the door slowly, then went back to lie on her bed. "What's up?" she asked.
"I came to ask if you've received any information from the head yet," I said. "I haven't gotten anything in my mail."
