Danny's POV:

I walked up the stairs and into the bathroom with Dougie in my arms. When we got to the bathroom I dropped him down on to the floor.

'Right Dougie. I'll wait outside, call me when you're done.' I said to him, walking out of the door and closing it gently. I waited for about 5 minutes and I still hadn't heard any movement in the bathroom.

'Dougie? Are you okay?' I asked. He didn't answer and so I walked in slowly. I got in to the sight of Dougie sat in the centre of the floor, legs crossed, in a puddle of his own pee and crying his eyes out.

'Oh Dougie.. What happened mate?'

'I-I no big enough for toilet and then you leaved and I thought you no come back.' He said, voice quivering.

'Its okay Dougie. I'm not going to leave you alone, don't worry. Come on, we'll get you in some clean clothes and I'll get Harry to clean this.' I said, gently picking him up from the floor by his armpits and walking him into his bedroom.

'You stay in here for a second and I'll go and get the others.' I said gently, sitting him on a beanbag before walking back downstairs.

'Guys, I need your help. I need you to clean up the bathroom. Dougie's wet himself.'

'Oh okay. I'll bring up his suitcase for you and then I'll clean it up. Where was he?' Harry replied calmly. I loved that about my brother, he hardly ever got angry. In fact, the only time I'd ever seen him really angry was when somebody had tried to beat me up on the way home.

'In the bathroom. He just didn't quite make it.' I replied, picking up Dougie's tiny suitcase.

'I'll get this, you just worry about the mop.' I said, turning to Harry before walking through the door and back into Dougie's bedroom. He was sat in the exact position that I'd left him except he was now staring around the room in wonder.

'Hey Dougs.. Why do you look so excited? Your eyes are gonna pop outta your head!' I said jokily to him.

'It so big. My woom at home no this big.' he smiled to me.

'Well you're gonna have lots of fun in this room! We have lots of toys and posters that we can fill it with! And don't worry, you do get a bed I promise.'

'I wuv you Danny. And I no believe Tom. He lie, you smell like sweeties.' He mumbled in an especially cute voice to me. I picked him up and stood him on his feet before taking his trousers and boxers off and swapping them for fresh, clean ones.

'Is that a bit better Dougie?'

'Yeah! Thank you Danny!' He grinned up at me.

'That's okay Dougs! Come on, should we go the the park?' I asked. He nodded enthusiastically. I went and got Tom and Harry before we all walked down to the park together, Harry carrying little Dougie. Once we got there, Dougie ran straight towards the swing set and instantly sat on one.

'I push? I push?' he asked quickly.

'Go on then Dougs!' Harry said cheerily, pushing Dougie backwards and forwards in the swing. After half an hour of swings, slides and roundabouts, Dougie went and sat in the sand pit, playing calmly on his own.

'Wow! That boy has energy!' Tom said tiredly.

'I know! He chased me round the entire climbing frame over 20 times!' Harry replied with a small chuckle. We sat watching Dougie as he sat playing in the sand, his eyes drooping and his head occasionally bobbing side to side. We walked over to him and I crouched down in front of him.

'Are you tired Dougie?' I asked quietly. He responded with a small nod and so I picked him up in my arms and began to walk home. All the way back, he was rubbing his eyes with a balled up fist and by the time we got the the front door, he was fast asleep. I lay him on the huge, cushiony chair that we had and covered him in a blanket before walking through to the kitchen with the other two.

'I think it's probably good that he's gone to sleep. We've not got his bed set up yet and it's like half 7, he should probably be asleep by now anyway. So we'll just carry him upstairs and lie him in the giant beanbag with a few cushions and blankets and then he can sleep there for tonight. Is that okay?' Tom asked happily, obviously glad that the first day had gone well.

'Yeah cool! And he's already had dinner as well so he should be fine. Come on lets take him upstairs, I'm tired and I just want to get in bed myself!' I said to the other two, they both nodded and mumbled in agreement before I picked him up Dougie again and put him in his bedroom. Once he was in bed, I said goodnight to the other boys and went and lay in my own bed, reading my favourite book.

Harry's POV:

I went to sleep at around 9, the park having totally tired me out. I was asleep until about 12:15 before I was woken up by the sound of my bedroom door opening.

'Hewwo?' I heard a tiny, scared voice whisper. I turned on my bedside lamp and sat up, looking at little Dougie stood staring at me with scared eyes.

'What's up Dougs?' I asked tiredly.

'I.. I have a nightymare... My woom.. It scawy.' He mumbled.

'It's okay Dougie. Come on, get into my bed with me for tonight.' I said kindly to him, patting my bed, motioning for him to climb up. He did, lying under the covers next to me and hugging my arm.

'Are you feeling better now Dougie?'

'Yeah.. I just haved a scawy nightymare.' He said, resting his head on my arm and falling back asleep before I had the chance to reply. I tucked the covers tighter around him and fell back to sleep by his side.