Harry's POV:

We sat watching the circus acts one after the other, under bright colourful lights. Dougie was sat on my knee, looking at the stage in wonder. We had been there for about an hour watching the acts when suddenly, Dougie screamed and buried his head into my shoulder.

'Whats the matter Dougs?' I asked quickly, wrapping my arms around him.

'I-I... Noooo!' he whispered into my ear. I realised that he was crying and so I stood up with him, getting Danny and Tom's attention.

'He's started crying guys. I don't know why but I'm going to take him outside to get some air. It might be his stomach again or something?' I said to them, receiving nods in reply. I hurried Dougie out of the tent in my arms and stood outside with him, rocking him gently.

'Whats up Dougsey?' I asked quietly, once he had calmed down a little.

'I-I no like clowns. They scawy!' He exclaimed to me, his voice a little shaky.

'Its okay Dougs, they're gone now. Do you want to go and get an ice cream?'

'No thank you. My tummy still sore.'

'Aww! Well do you want to go and sit it the car and we'll wait for Tom and Danny to come back?'

'Yes please.' He replied quietly and so I walked him back to the car and sat in my seat, with him on my knee, his car seat still a little wet. We sat just talking and within 10 minutes he had fallen asleep with his head resting against my chest. Danny and Tom returned 5 minutes later, talking and laughing loudly.

'Ssh guys! He's asleep.' I said quickly, putting my finger up to my lips and motioning to Dougie on my knee. They toned down immediately and got into their places in the car before we began driving home. We'd been driving for 20 minutes before Dougie began wriggling around. We thought that he was waking up before we realised that his eyes were still firmly shut.

'No... No... Stop fighting!... Daddy? Daddy what you do?... Wake up mummy, pwease wake up!... Mummy I need toilet, I no go on my own... Mummy?... Mummy stop sleeping pwease!' He muttered in his sleep. We watched him with concerned looks on our faces as Tom pulled over to the side of the road. He began writhing even more before he suddenly let out a loud scream.

'Ouch Daddy!... Daddy... You hurted my face... Ow!... Stop it Daddy!... I getted told you not supposed to hit people!' He said worriedly, occasional tears now escaping his closed eyes. His little body was shaking as well now and he was shuffling around madly on my knee. Me, Danny and Tom all exchanged worried looks as be continued crying and shaking in his sleep for around 10 minutes before settling down again.

'What the fuck was that about?! Is he gonna be okay?!' Danny asked worriedly once we were sure that Dougie had fallen into a peaceful sleep again.

'I don't know? He said something about his dad hitting someone?! What's going on?' I asked straight after Danny.

'I honestly don't know guys. We'll just have to ask him mum or something. But for now let's just get him home and give him some tea.' Tom said calmly before climbing back into the drivers seat and setting off again. Dougie woke up a mere few seconds later.

'Hey Dougs.. Are you okay?' I asked quietly and unsurely.

'Yeah. I haved a scawy nightymare but I no wake up like normal so it okay.' He smiled up at me. I nodded at him and hugged him tightly. When we got home, we sat with him infront of the TV as he lay on the floor watching The Tweenies. Although nobody had said a word about it since the car, I could tell that we were all thinking about Dougie and wondering why the hell he was having nightmares about that sort of thing.