Deep Dive (L.s AU)✔

Chapter 27 Stay By My Side

Harry's Pov

"You could restore Atlantis, Harry," Jay said softly.

I had no idea what that meant to me and honestly, I had no idea what to say. My mouth opened and closed a couple of times before Niall spoke up before me.

"What?" His voice sounded shocked but mixed with hope. "Are you serious? But its in ruins, how-"

"There are many Atlantic bloods out there, yes? Many of them are either wandering the oceans of their own free will or are living in peace in the pacific," Jay quickly added, gesturing to me. "You could jump into the water right now and appear amongst those living Atlantics to then gather them up and bring to them to the ruins to rebuild Atlantis right then and there."

Glancing at Niall, he sat there with a certain realization in his eyes. I knew he loved Atlantis as he was born there but he never really talked about it to me.

"But," Louis spoke up, his voice thoughtful. "How do they know who is he? I mean did Harry's father, or Desmond, really know about Harry's identity?"

I shook my head. "He didn't."

Jay nodded. "I didn't tell him what Harry was to protect him. If Desmond knew that this was Robin's child, there was no chance Harry would've been safe."

"He already wasn't safe," Lottie bit out and I finally glanced at her to take in her tense figure curled on the couch with tightly crossed arms. Her face matched her voice; bitter, angry...and even somewhat in pain. My heart ached; I knew the cause of that pain.

But she should know, that she couldn't have stopped what happened to me.

"Lotts," I said softly then after a moment or two of tense silence.

She was quick to turn her sharp eyes upon me. "Why? Why couldn't you tell me that this was happening to you? Why couldn't you? I, we, all could've helped you-"

I rose my hand and she stopped. I shut my eyes and just turned away from her. I didn't want to talk about it.

For most of my life, I've held regret when I had to tell Louis's and Lottie's little siblings that they couldn't paint my nails or do my hair because my father started to punish me at home for it. They looked so sad and I knew they thought I didn't like it when they did it even though I loved it.

I don't want Lottie to know this because I know she would internalize it and blame herself.

"I don't want to talk about it," I mumbled, not looking into her surely, glaring eyes.

She huffed. "Fine."

Lottie stood and she walked off. I didn't once look at her as she left the flat entirely.

"Everything is going to be alright, Harry, ok? Just let her cool off and she'll be right back," Jay was immediately there to reassure me even though it didn't do much. "I'll go chase her down...make sure she has her wits in shape because I know you know her, she's got a very quick flaring temper."

I merely nodded. Jay stood slowly, making me know she felt a little hesitant to leave.

"Are you two going to...leave?" She asked quietly, searching her words. I closed my eyes, letting Niall answer that question.

But he was silent, even searching his words.

"Let them talk," Louis piped up from beside me and I had to breathe out a sigh of relief. It gave me time to actually be by myself for a bit with my thoughts and Louis beside me. Jay merely nodded before walking out of the flat to find Lottie, leaving me alone with Louis, Zayn, Niall and Liam. Liam looked the most shocked and dazed out all of us and I was surprised just how calm Louis seemed beside me, holding me close.