A/N: Thanks for the replies...except maybe those harsh words. But no biggie...I put up this chapter for those of you who wish to read it. Let me know what you think.

Chapter 3

The years that followed went by fast and I could feel my self getting older. Lucas and Haley did have their fair share of problems though. You know...ex-boyfriends and -girlfriends, school...normal problems. In early 2009 Lucas and I were both drafted for the LA Lakers and Haley and Lucas got engaged at the age of 21. But young marriages were nothing new to our group. Firstly it was me and Haley...sorry Haley and I. Haley always loved to correct me - I should never have made her my tutor. Then in 2008 Peyton and Jake married and 2 months before we got drafted Brooke and I married. It was great being in the Lakers with Lucas - both of our dreams came true. We were quickly known as the 'Great Scott Brothers'... something which was great in the beginning but soon started to irritate us. But that's not the point. At the end of the year Lucas and Haley got married in a full blown wedding...but because Lucas and I were now famous, the unwanted press were there too. But there was another reason why this wedding was different...I was Lucas' best man or something like that and Jake was his...something or another. Brooke was Haley's maid of honour and Peyton her bridesmaid. Jenny was the flower girl. I had gone outside before the ceremony to catch my breath...not really but the real reason I forgot some time ago...when Peyton came up to me and told me that Haley was looking for me. When I got to the room she asked me to lead her into the church. I was shocked...that was her dad's job...but she said it was me or no-one. I wasn't gonna mess with her on her wedding day so I just nodded my head. The wedding was beautiful and I could see that Lucas and Haley couldn't take their eyes off each other. The reception was amazing. As I stood up to give my speech I blacked out again...this was becoming a habit...but Lucas said it was cause I drank to much but I swear I didn't. No, actually I'm kidding...hope I made you laugh. Here is my speech:

"A few years ago Lucas had to give a speech as a best man and even though he never gave it...I still had all his words. So today I say it with as much love as I possibly can.
Remember tonight, for it is the beginning of always. A promise. Like a reward for persisting through life so long alone. The belief in each other and the possibility of love. A decision, to ignore or simply rise above the pain of the past. The covenant, which at once binds two souls and yet severs prior ties. The celebration, of the chance taken, and the challenge that lies ahead. For two will always be stronger than one. Like a team, braced against the tempest's of the world. And love will always be the guiding force in our lives. For tonight is mere formality...only an announcement to the world for feelings long held. promises made long ago - in the sacred space of our hearts.
Who would have thought that we'd be sitting in these positions? Not I for one...but since the beginning I was sure of one thing...love is the strongest force in live. You, Lucas and Haley, have thought me that. You are the example of pure true love...something each one of us strives for in our lives...but the big thing here is that you've always shared this love...since childhood. I'm proud to call myself your brother and brother-in-law. To Lucas and Haley!" I said.

I gave a great speech don't you think? It even made Whitey, our high school basketball coach, cry. Though he would never admit it. But us being famous caused a lot of problems. Girls loved Lucas (God alone knows why...) But don't get me wrong...they loved me to...but I was married before I started playing for the Lakers so they left me and Brooke alone to an extent. But some girls said Haley was a gold-digger, refusing to believe that Haley and Lucas had been best friends since forever. That hurt Haley though she would never admit it. But Luke and I saw it - call us clairvoyant or psychic or whatever around those lines - but we felt her hurt. Your mother was an strong woman but she was just as stubborn as your father who was just as stubborn as me - a trait we got from Dan Scott. Thank goodness you never met him! It might sound evil but he was evil and we hated his guts. Anyway, sorry if I go off subject now and again, my memory ain't what it use to be. They came back claiming they had an great honeymoon even if I never asked. It was all TMI (Too Much Information) for me. But the year did not end on a high note for us. Whitey had suffered a major heart attack and we went to visit him. We, like him, knew when we saw him that his end was coming near.

Whitey smiled at us as Lucas and I sat next to him.
"Come now boys! No need to be scared or sorry. I've spent enough years here and I've achieved my goals for life. Soon I will be with my wife." he said.
"What were they...your goals?" Lucas asked.
"Well, 1 was to coach 500 winning games which you two helped with. 2 was to see the Scott boys acting like brothers. 3 was to see you both become successful and 4 your wives did..." he said.
"How so?" I asked.
"I made it my goal to see you two happy after what Dan did to you." Whitey said and Lucas and my eyes met. Each of his goals had something to do with us. Then I saw something in Lucas' eyes and I suddenly knew what he was going to do and I gave him an approving nod.
"Whitey...Nathan and I want to say thank you for everything you've done. You've been like a father to us and we'll never forget you and what you did and taught us." Lucas said softly and Whitey teared up.

It was not long after that, that he passed away. We had to play a game the night after that and till this day it was the best game we ever played. We both wore black arm bands on court and we did somthing on the court no-one had ever done before us...we cried. After the game the rest of the team were still on the court when the old Tree Hill team came up. Each player took a ball and threw it in the hoop simply saying: " This one's for you Whitey."
The Lakers were so moved that they came to us afterwards and joined in a basketball game. They won...but to us that didn't matter. For once winning wasn't what it was all about.