As I leave Maddy's house with a copy of the script from The Origins of Blackheart, and to be honest, a heart full of hope, I say a silent prayer before turning on my phone. It beeps into life and multicoloured bubbles bounce around the screen. I wait for it to finish booting up and—nothing. I stare at the screen for at least two minutes before accepting the fact that Ethan still hasn't called or texted. My heart full of hope is now a heart full of hate ... for Louis. Quite frankly, I would like to tak...