Dylan O'Brien x reader ° ° I had lived in Tennessee when I was little. We moved to California when I was 10. Its been 6 years since I've been back in my hometown. Now I'm here, standing in front of my old house that never sold. ° His scowl deepens. "Whatever. Just stay away from me." Dylan turns back to his locker and slams it shut, walking away from us. "I take back my apology!" I call after him. "God, I hate him so much. Let's go Trin, I don't want to be late."